Secrets
Who spied on who?
On whom did you spy?
Who lied about who spied
Who spied on us
Defiled our innocence
Noble Roman to hairy Gaul
Split the Empire
Breached our Wall!
Who lied about who spied
Who spied on us
When we
Never spied!
Besides, who dares spy
When the pie is not wide?
Who made unknown known
And the known-unknowns known?
Where can he fly
Who deserves to die!
He is the immoral eye
Huckster of lies.
Yet even
Drunken hackers
Look for a first fact:
A man who won't talk to his X
Would rather not conceive
What's stuck in her craw,
Just in case
He did the sticking.
We are here
To save you from evil-doers
Unless you guess
We are the evil-doers:
In which case
You are superfluous.
For every adult
Must abandon their parents,
Whose lies and spies
Set them asunder
Desert the family
Or else die from lies:
Yet even
Drunken hackers
Look for a first fact:
A man who won't talk to his X
Would rather not conceive
What's stuck in her craw,
Just in case
He did the sticking.
We are here
To save you from evil-doers
Unless you guess
We are the evil-doers:
In which case
You are superfluous.
For every adult
Must abandon their parents,
Whose lies and spies
Set them asunder
Desert the family
Or else die from lies:
Priam's cloud swirls
Counterclockwise
Where the faithful thrive
Round the black-box
Of perfidious
Where the faithful thrive
Round the black-box
Of perfidious
Maryland's Kabba,
A burning-bush of asphalt
Against Paraguayan eyes
Who would lie about who spies
When they spy on us!
A burning-bush of asphalt
Against Paraguayan eyes
Who would lie about who spies
When they spy on us!
Who lied when spies eyed
The final secret:
The final secret:
The formula
Tapped by a Penguin's foot
On Greenland's slush,
On Greenland's slush,
The secret place,
The grave
The grave
Of Crazy-Horse,
Chief Joesph's traitorous tongue,
Mark Twain's bitter smoke.
A College of Cardinals
In red slippers
Could not uphold the Shroud of Turin
And wave the bloody nails
Better than this unavailing corpse
Conceals the closing-curtain.
What does the enemy want?
The enemy envies what you envy.
The enemy is
He who says there is no enemy.
The enemy is
The idea of secrecy.
The enemy is
The oppression of talent.
What does the enemy want?
The enemy envies what you envy.
The enemy is
He who says there is no enemy.
The enemy is
The idea of secrecy.
The enemy is
The oppression of talent.
Ennui!
Ennui is the Devil's heart!
For once spoken
It is possible to ask
And well might we ask:
Why men and women
And women and men
Spy love or money
As if it were real;
Or know
How
That Ancient curse
The State:
A childish dream
A dreary eye
Stealing
A dreary eye
Stealing
The garden,
Goes on and wearily on,
Though none can answer
Wherefore, or why.
Will Morgan
June 22, 2013
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