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