Today I bought one of his biographies. He was played by David Bowie in The Prestige. He was a strange, unusual man. It was his birthday recently and I wrote this poem for him:
Happy Birthday, Nikola Tesla,
inventor of alternating current,
unfortunately not
a pro-rock-n-roll wrestler,
but still: fully sick,
Nikola Tesla.
Now I think I might like to be a scientist and inventor.
