Have you tried killing
him lately? The man’s impossible
in every sense of the word.
He won’t disappear
quietly or at all, can’t be
outnumbered, survives fires and
sharks and trains. He doesn’t keep
photographs of his past, changes
faces like clothes, doesn’t fall in love
deeply enough to care. All we’ve really got
is something about martini preparation.
We don’t even know what he likes
about the country he’ll die for,
which is part of the whole
problem: how do you end
someone who never really lives?