Of something gray and insubstantial moving on the dark sidewalk
Opposite the direction our taxi travels
Just a glimpse...of what?
Windblown dust and debris from this fair city that for just a moment,
Just a heart beat
Coalesced in the form of a running human?
Or some jogger wearing gray and black
Moving too fast to focus on them sharply?
Or a reflection of someone on the opposite side of the street
Bounced off the glass of my window?
Or a ghost?
Makes no difference:
No matter what it was, it was a phantom.
(picture found at ghost-pictures.org)