I Saw, I Saw The Figures

I saw I saw the Figures With the thin-slit eyes I saw the Figures Grey dark Through the blue snows Under the moon light The dark azure skies: I saw I saw the Figures. There was An out of place scent Of formalin That we, we humans in our hospitals lock and scent. There was a scent of Flowers dreaming In the Sub-Conscious lost With heads all bending As drunken humans: There was a scent of Humans There was a heart as big A heart that climbed mountains Whose hands pointed Chiefly to the peaks and After scaled them: These were the humans These too were humans.