Thursday, October 8, 2015

Numero Uno

The gentleman sat there with impeccable cheekbones and a sardonic humor. He spoke, "I want to create something with you." The phrase brought to mind a version of myself where I was smoking and looking at him sideways in the most exploratory way. If we are never famous, I thought, it'd all be the same, since here on some sort of metaphysical terrain I feel a spotlight on what we could be. If I die here I'd be more than okay.