That Face!
I saw it
briefly, just a hint,
then I made to follow it.
I walked the
halls of some strange school,
coming nearer to the stair;
amidst a
throng of phantom-students,
with see-through skin and opaque hair.
She turned a
corner just as I
trod first the bottom step;
Hastening to
follow her,
I quickly reached the top.
I glimpsed
her up another flight,
and so maintained the chase;
She left my
line of sight again,
so I increased my pace.
Gaining the
top of the final flight
as I set foot upon it,
she stopped
there at the corner hall
and found a place to sit.
Amongst her
haunting nightmare friends,
all visions of my past,
she watched
me mount the final step;
Indeed, it was the last.
But
wait! I could not look at her!
Something held me back.
It was that
shy teenage demeanor
that always
held me back.
I stared
around me vacantly,
like I'd have done back then;
I lost her
vision in my dream
as I had lost her way back when.
Steven Mayo
August 1991
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