Master deceiver
With no certain name to be
Soviets and their coding
In a massive espionage
Farewell’s dossier concealed
From their uncovering eyes
But still impending doom
From Cold War era gloom.
Weiss had his wording
Trickery at heart
Deep within his scheming
Game theory so well played
Who could ever know
What happened or not
Uncovering the uncoverable
A fruitless task to start.
Tag: played
..And I Sang (day 235)
I played guitar all night long
I sang into your wires
I let loose the desire
Bottled like a wild bee
I held your reverb in my stomach
I croaked your intentions
I felt your sweet sustain
Like a sweet soul mother
..and I sang
..and I sang
Little Black Marks (day 134)
A torn emotion
Straight from the heart
Leaves little black marks
Where it once had its start
One more time
It has been there and gone
One more lover
Has played their last pawn
To many useless
Promises come and go
Left for an encounter
For the wind to let blow
But alas!
I shall not give in
This blundering baboon
Forever within