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[title] => Espionage
[time] => 2008-07-30 04:57:00
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[bodytext] => Steps follow like a furtive specter, Hushed steps and flitting eyes Begin their enterprise To hector. This pace, business-cursory, A sprint trafficked, droned out, and walked, A walk that echoes of being stalked, Is only corporate hurry? Look behind me -- nothing but a mirage -- I feel the poignant telescope, And I have falsely hithered hope. This illicit espionage Is only the taut, contrite Air of someone who was there And never gave a care, Like the dashing night. I had wanted gleaming eyes, Had made a whirring fuss, Felt somewhat self-conscious At the prospect of some spies. But was only disappointed By the elevator hum, By the steps fated dumb Behind the door double-jointed. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 202 [topic] => 43 [informant] => screwge [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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