She used to adore me in the days of short recess
The lean, made-up face, wonderful, beautiful, godlike
But last night after I entered that packed, old football stadium
I saw her flirting behind bleachers of familiar faces
And when she came into my range I took careful note
And when I prepared a conversation
Well-thought up and full of her destinies
She simply turned away as if she had never met me before.