The encryptor takes messages
his clients want carried, unread,
to undisclosed locations.
Their will is in the words, a will
they hope will be integrated into
people who receive them, unfolded
from their disguised, traveling state.
His will is there, too, in the design
of the ruse, what he brings to his craft,
a story clients buy with cash—
childhood on a chicken farm, a gift
for languages, extensive knowledge
of Navajo recruits chanting onto
short-wave radio signals
crossing oceans, advanced degrees
in physics and mathematics.
Mr. Simmons, thirty years before,
in Pre-calc period one, said to him,
several other students heard it said,
Some people just aren’t cut out
for this. You’re not cut out for this.