Gun smoke and lies for sparrows and spies : part one-the take

Code name: Hague
 
Enigma chess board rules  
thrown out the missing sedans windshield
kicked on the rushing back alley stolen car chase
 
speeding
 
rolled up  
before my feet even touched the goddamn ground
 
turncoat wire tap  
sewn under buttons
in the liners of bra straps
 
they stood behind fake diplomatic smiles
pocket litter
taking note of each item within reach  
able to murder another human  
at the drop of a hat
 
fistfights in tailored flex fabric suits go over well
swallows high heels are a different story
 
drown last lights hotel bed sheet lover
after rope bound kitchen chair interrogation  
she stabbed you with an ice pick  
shuffled loose
broke off the tip
amidst the scuffle in your left shoulder blade  
 
littered with silencer shell casings
footsteps up the staircase
"4...no, 5 coming"
 
cold grey concrete from the crumbled wall
rests
cradles against the impact of bloodied wounds
one last deep breath
before the barrage takes place  
 
extraction point is still 8 klicks out