I saw the silhouette of that entity,
I saw em walking with density,
I saw em brief but in long obscurity,
I saw a ghost amidst its none vivacity,
I saw em walking down the streets alone,
Unseen, discreet in perfect flows,
Like rivers touched won’t change to show,
No embrace just clouds and what he knows,
With dreary eyes in reverie features,
With mind distracted in dozy pictures,
In prison dimmed with wary strictures,
Resolving evils with vague infers,
And so I saw,
I saw the silhouette of that entity,
I saw him walking with density,
But in his shadow of his obscurity,
Amidst his non vivacity,

I saw more than I could’ve seen,
I saw where I am and where I’ve been