Do not stand at my filing cabinet and weep
I am not there. Secrets I keep.
I am a thousand emails deleted.
I am the evidence secreted.
I am the whitewashed character stain.
I am the gentle victim insane.
When you are stuck in the commuter crush
Our careers continue their upward rush
Of quiet sharks in circled fright.
I am the truth long buried from sight.
Do not stand at my empty file and cry;
I am not there. I funded PIE.
With apologies to Frye