Spy vs. Spy
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, my 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- spiraled out of control – nothing’s 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 shit – same prison, different pen.
You’re a true romantic, through and through – have good intentions and I know it too.
I need you to see you’re coming at me, cape on back – understanding of the situation you lack.
Black and white files don’t show you meme.
These places – these faces – you so desperately 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.