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Spy vs Poet - pen trickery

Spy vs. Poet - pen trickery (A collaborative poem by Serena Storm and Joel Thornton) Dissimulating cloak – an apocryphal script Ah, I see "I" the spy has stumbled upon new tricks Disloyalty - The Perfidy - eye-witness – an errant scheme Perhaps errant- perfidious? A joke! - I the spy got an eye full it seems. A lie – a guise – eyesore - obvious & obscene Lying to a liar, eye for an eye, i spy, seems fair to me Fairness? ashes to fire, eyes of the spy stare - choke with antipathy Agent, you should care less- i echoed your morals - you're the only psychopath for me. Black-ops - My heart stops – deplorable – still I see this secret path. – spying on destiny Special ops-special kind of special -no concern for collateral wrath, abandoned protocol, to spy on me An echo back - a laugh - I spy within your eyes at last - an encumbered immortality A new attack -a giggle- encumbered within portal as well, charged for weaponized poetry A sign to act – a symbol – rumored derision – in the cradle of hell - rediscover – unutilized Creativity So with no further hesitation, regards to this investigation, endless determination : speak your goals to me I spy now confessor, my beautiful complication, I spied from the noblest intentions, I spied out of love and adoration, - entangled souls - a predetermined destiny without other goals I focused myopically This poet feared aggressor, set traps to lead to implication, no foresight for prevention. Could've avoided some damnation- spiralled out of control- nothings predetermined with me. I sensed it spy -I know you guy- but you're crafty to a fault. I know not why - or just in portal you lie-i take it with a grain of salt I followed some leads- confessed and made up false deeds- to lure you out somehow Your pen enslaved-up until bedave- how come I feel love for you now. Ultimate entrapment - not taking the rap for it, I will not turn myself in Your wire taps hint- level of ridiculous ****- same prison, different pen. You're a true romantic, through and through - have good intentions and i know it too, ineed you to see You're coming at me cape on back-understanding of situation you lack- black and white files don't show you meme These places-these faces-you so deserately seek to spare me from Were salvation, took me in no hesitation, I call them my home I am struggling now, confused some how, of who's right or who's wrong Red handed you said-portaless tape red- now, you state where i belong

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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