I
always see him at the beginning
Not
hanging
From
the Empire State Building
Faye
in his hand
Half
struggling
Half
waiting for it
I
think of him first, in the jungle
Before
they force him onto the crowd
Before
the capture
Just
doing his thing
Terrorising
the locals
Even
killing one or two
Out
of necessity
Beauty
did not kill the beast, motherfucker
In
the end, he just didn’t fit into their
View
of what the world is
And
well - goddamn…