Tales Unheard

Nameless people
in a house on stilts
without an address

The lake turns red
A shadow is murdered
Flowing waters
the only witness

waters change, 
time flows
snow unfreezes 
to merge with 
emptiness

Someone calls
as oars cut through
tales unheard
A boatman sings
voiceless
anonymous…

A spy’s life-
fictitious
infamous
much maligned
patriotic, 
self-effacing
-always dangerous…

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