The Silhouette’s Silhouette
The man never wore a suit
but donned a tie on occasion
that flapped in the wind
tapped dance around him
and spoke of possibilities
within him more than he did.
A silhouette’s silhouette,
Missing from the lineup,
the line around a homicide victim.
Not to be confused with an agent of any kind.
Not to be confused with a kind of any kind.
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