Vacant windows

Vacant windows
Void of light
Turned my way
Does she see?
I watch her
No recognition
Empty stare
Straight through me
Then she smiles
I gasp
Look around
It’s at me?
I turn back
She’s gone
That’s okay
I’m not
A phantasm
Today

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