The Operative

[Sample: Respect those who forgo you] Down the steps and through the window [?] and lighted faces Listening through the lines and closed doors Wires and trains connect the suspects In the street, along the red lights Reading back the [?] papers Time slips by, the fingers grow The operative Unsuspected operative A [?] rings out from the sleeping shadows Rolling streets and empty motors A hand is out to stifle noises A [?] in the seat beside him Murmuring winds and oily fingers Take what's there in no suspicion [?] speaks The operative Unsuspected operative Crouching close he [?] Passageways their halfway whispers Voices, flashes, always recall [?] unsavory memory Razor sharp, the trigger's to him Twist and squirm and cry for help The unsuspected operative The operative Through the smoke, the noise, the voices A head turns back to catch the blue light His skin is slack, the eyes of no one Turning in the slights around you He stares to the outward glimmer Unsuspected operative The operative Unsuspected operative The operative