Blanket Man by Christine Anne Borra Photographs by Belinda Jane Brown

Photo Belinda Jane Brown
http://www.belindabrownphotography.co.nz/

On distant shores
Where Taniwha roam

Where first light rises
Is his home

With blanket and loin cloth
Living free

The gutter is his
Joshua Tree

See him each day
Miss him when gone

He doesn't give a shit
If the cops come along

Our brother in arms

Photo Belinda Jane Brown
http://www.belindabrownphotography.co.nz/

Our own Blanket Man

Part of our city

In the palm of our hand

Ancient ones placed on high
The strangeness you see

Don't judge him my friend
He likes living free

Free from the machine
Our own great unwashed

Free as himself
In blanket and loin cloth