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Test Subject
My friend is a poet which is to say he is egocentric half insane and has no money. He finds me at the bar begs a drink and sits down at my table. He sips a bit from a glass of whiskey sets it down hard upon the wood and says, I have decided as soon as they finish building that suicide fence on the golden gate bridge I will be the first to try it out. Either I'll be dead or at least they'll know the damn thing works. He laughs and quickly finishes his drink before the bartender has the chance to kick him out for disturbing the paying customers. |