Wee Scoops

Measure for Measure

Secret Agent

If I tell you, you have to kill me:
At least that’s what I think.
Maybe you’d be mildly interested.

I might look as if I am here
To do what you pay me for.

And I should be.
That should be
What I am here to do.

I don’t have the x factor.
I’ve got the x file –

I know, it sounds a little OUT THERE.
But it’s more of an IN HERE.
That should be OUT HERE.

Knees bend.
Arms stretch.

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4 thoughts on “Secret Agent

  1. Your opening is tremendous, you grab the reader immediately. Your poetry is
    quite layered.

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