veery caasually looked over his shoulder
didnt see a thing
appeared she did
perched on
his deskdisrupting access to the computer keyboardhe asked Shy a cat what she sawwhat she was thinking
her expressionThinking.
What’s
that
at least shes honest
continued her glassyeyed stare
looking again
he
didnt see anything untoward
although it appeared she did
either at the studio threshold in the hall or in the livingroom or beyond in the library
Shy Anything
she remained mute
had she said a word hed have snapped her
up started a worldwide tour
theyd make millions
theyd
he was pro-union
hed split profits
he wasnt a greedy bastard
there were enough of them
hed becometheyd become philanthropists
all they needed was to get by meet
their obligations
enjoy a small cushion
for occasional pluses
that way
looking in the bathroom mirror to cleanup his throat trim his beard he didnt have to see a motherfucker looking
back at him
but
that wasnt the case
shy didnt speak
she
just
kept
staring
the house was inhabited by three ghosts
a retiring old
man an old kept-to-herself woman a young woman who called him by his name
hed seen the old man the young woman
but only at night
that didnt mean they couldnt present in the day
could be
who shy was gleaming
1434, Thursday,
8 10. 26
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