Death Scene at the Kotel
Tarantino pointed in my direction
immediately I stood at attention
and yelled out Yes Sir
I was supposed to be an “Extra”
but for some reason
he saw something in me
and next thing I know
I’m learning my lines in the cabin
of a Seven Forty-Seven
He casted me as the New Messiah
having moved the set
miles outside of Jerusalem
learning to ride a donkey named Travolta
my mentor Uma helping me
to memorize my lines
In the final scene they shot me to death
at least twelve times
three silver bullets from a Colt 45
ripping through my bare chest
the entire crew hurriedly packing
leaving me bleeding to death
at the foot of the Kotel
I dragged my body toward the Western Sun
one arm stretched up & out
begging them not to abandon me
november two thousand twenty
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This is intense, John. A dream? 🙂
I would say that’s a reasonable observation, Lauren 😊