Some bloke said there should be
a science of beauty   a theology
course or something    of beauty
yeah    but what about the eye of
the beholder and stuff like that   huh 
you know   my granddad looked 
like one of those bags you keep
your pajamas in   right    
but with his bones in it      
in Royal Perth Hospital when I visited 
it was like going to church or something
took him some bright orange gerberas
cause he hates flowers   a good stir
made such a face of bloody curses
you wouldn’t believe    he did
all the lines on his face stood up
dark they were      man did he look ugly
take them home he told me   I
I don’t want them and   I   told   you
not to bother visiting   not to bother
coming all this way    yeah    sure
sure   I don’t want anything   don’t
need anything      yeah   sure   
sure you gotta love the guy
black prune poking the air
with six stick insect digits
six   bags of blood lost    yeah
I know he cries from his ulcer
slowly weeping years years    true
and when he relaxed on the bed
I saw the bruising on his wrist  
where they tried to fill him up again
and I saw his bones and I held his 
hand   right   and he ignored me   great huh
like the warmth ignored his hand   right
he told me not to bother     he didn’t 
like to bother anyone   to come again
sure I know I left    but man    
he looks bloody beautiful when he’s ugly