I want to stay where the summer goes  change my name and change my clothes  stand in the light of forgotten windows  out of reach down the corridors  the hidden man  the hum of a forest and a lost perfume  the streets of a rainy afternoon  eyes like a tide of liquid blue  we talk about things I almost knew  the hidden man  just walk ahead in the winter haze  smoke a cigarette as the light decays  "the child is father to the man" he says-  silhouette glows in the sunsets blaze  the hidden man