Not Even Know It

i read this with my first cup of morning coffee, and almost spilled it with the last line.

made me think of the book i read recently, "The Book Thief".

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Glad you enjoyed it! Thanks!

So my question is, who do you picture as the narrator of this?

My thought behind this one came to be when I was driving home and saw a man sitting on the side of the road, propped up on a wall. It occurred to me that he could be dead, and I wouldn't even know it - which is where the last line came from. So I wrapped a quick flash around this thought. The picture is of a man (in the blue suit) walking past a dead person ("the one I tasted before") and not knowing it... but the narrator knows both and ties both together.

I think I made it too vague, though.

I thought this was a fly's eye view, which ties in well with the whole "Death" persona. Lots of creeps in very few words.

Yes, I told this from a fly's point of view. Other people thought that "Death" was the narrator, so I was worried that it was too thin to identify the narrator.

No, I too saw the fly as the narrator; interesting concept since flies have multiple-vision, no?

I like it, don't feel a need to clarify. Maybe the only thing I question is the "million tiny things happen..." since it's the fly's presence that the man brushes away.

That's my way of point out that within the man a lot happens (nerves sending signals, muscles moving, etc.) to brush the fly away, and he still is oblivious.

Okay, I see that and that's a great image. Thanks!