Saturday, September 28, 2013

LOVEINT, a piece of surveillance poetry

I dreamt 
last 
night
that I was being 
tracked
followed monitored judged desired by
the best surveillance man in the business
that he could tell I wanted him
even when I looked a picture of normality
that his dark gaze could pierce me
whenever he turn't it toward me
and never often enough.

I dreamt
that everything I did had an audience
that the secret significance of my actions
had someone to appreciate them.

I dreamt 
of chemtrails and HAARP arrays
and distant lovers,
desirous of my scent like the old stasi 
watching me
waiting
aching for an excuse to render me 
extraordinarily


I woke.

2 comments:

galvangalvan.com said...

Did you dream of me?

vmarybury said...

Mind you guard your heart against the disappointment of having the "human interest" of "humint" to fade into the colder, more analytical, more numerous gaze of "sigint" and yet further analyses....