Stunt Man Richard Siken
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A man fell out of the sky and I took him home. He fell out of the sky a lot. He fell off roofs, robbed banks, lost gunfights and died in the lousy dirt for a living. He was a cowboy, a scoundrel; a practitioner of the dark arts of the black hat. I was a waiter in a restaurant inside a downtown hotel. He wasn’t a real cowboy but I was a real waiter. He had spurs and a motorcycle. I brought him a beer. He didn’t look me in the eye, he looked me in the mouth. He watched my lips.
A man fell out of the sky and I took him home. He fell out of the sky a lot. He fell off roofs, robbed banks, lost gunfights and died in the lousy dirt for a living. He was a cowboy, a scoundrel; a practitioner of the dark arts of the black hat. I was a waiter in a restaurant inside a downtown hotel. He wasn’t a real cowboy but I was a real waiter. He had spurs and a motorcycle. I brought him a beer. He didn’t look me in the eye, he looked me in the mouth. He watched my lips.
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