you have
no lines, no words
to say,
your name does not appear
on the script,
except to say,
a passerby
tips his hat and nods hello.
a mere ten seconds
on the screen.
you nail the part
in the first take.
they want you back
to play a dead
person in the next movie,
lying still,
full of bullet holes,
but you hold
out for more
money.
a contract with royalties.
they laugh,
and offer you lunch instead.
it's a go.
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