Visions of men never known

Never seen, never heard, never


shown


Characters lying in wait

Responsible figures of


fate


With memories and faces as long as their hate

Paths and the angles of light


Find their way into my


eye

Recorded and logged for a time


Some living, some


loving, some dying




There are factors rearranged every


time

The phrases, the angles, so fine


Sunken valleys


and decades of crime

Distant seasons


A smile that was


quoted as mine




Paths and the angles of light


Find their way into my eye

Recorded and logged for a


time


Some living, some loving, some dying