by W.B. Keckler
BUTTERFLIES are released into the sealed theater from the stage. The audience is told that one of the principal cast members has died of a heart attack in the last half hour and that this is a tribute to him. The play, entitled oddly enough, ATOMIC BUTTERFLIES, has been canceled. Shortly thereafter, as the audience is exiting the theater, a MADMAN appears in disheveled dress and announces to departing AUDIENCE MEMBERS that the butterflies have been irradiated and that every single person in the audience will be dead as a result of this "in one hundred and fifty years." People's reactions should be filmed, and one hundred and fifty years later the results of the butterfly radiation exposure should be published in newspapers and the film should be shown so that pious memorial services may be held in memory of the victims.
Two e-books by W.B. Keckler have appeared relatively recently, including I Came Dressed as John Wilkes Booth. In print form, his Sanskrit of the Body was published by Penguin in 2003. Recent magazine work includes Goodfoot, P-Queue, First Intensity and many others. His short piece,"Neither Measure Nor Mode," appeared in Issue #11 of The Cafe Irreal.
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