I saw him again
out of the corner of my blind eye
struting never among men
making his very presents a lie

due to the laws of perception
I willed him into existence
despite my conviction
my mind holds reservation

did I imagine him
are could he have imagined me
reason proves to be growing slim
how could this be

as long as he dwells off to the left
I can let him make it
and be true to thi self
man it's time to quit