(Poem 127 for 2024 – I am writing a poem a day)

Jump off a building,
hang out of a plane,
get shot from a cannon;
it sounds insane.
The unknown people
who pull the stunts
deserve to receive
the credit for once.
They make the actors
look like heroes for real
with dangerous magic
and feats surreal.
All the risk,
none of the fame,
light them on fire
to play the game.

@Home Studio (after watching The Fall Guy with David, Boaz, and Ariel at the theater) – 127^th poem of the year

Leitch, David. The Fall Guy. 87 North Productions, 2024.