For all those murdered today by unknown assailants Fate intentionally guided your unfortunate movements, and you unknowingly complied with plans designed to eliminate you. For this day long ago had been set aside as the day without reason with their sixteen millimeter eyes In all the bathrooms of the world little cameras hummmm as they reel us in frame by frame recording our hand and bowel movements. Michael C. Keith is the author of four story collections and an acclaimed memoir. Find him at www.michaelckeith.com.
you would die.
St. Mary’s Accident
Over active toilet seat
busy little life
sitting with her fingers crossed
wants to be a wife.
Those goddamn sneaky spies
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Troika (by Michael C. Keith)
02 Tuesday Jul 2013
Posted 2000s, American, Keith (Michael C), Poetry
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