Invigilating in the hall on the last day of F.5 Mock Exam 2001

Gone,

Forever

and the missing feeling seeps in

And the ears not listening to the remaining examinees

And the eyes not looking at them nor the.... whatever

But through the thick wired glass door

Hoping to catch once more

Another glimpse

of her back

as she makes a shift turn

round the stairs

going up

or going down

but the clock strikes 12:10

and the last examinee was gone for lunch

and the covered and the corridor was empty

of her shadow