took me by surprise today
saw you woven to the crowds of people
lining the street like rusted metal sheet fencing
downcast eyes
a single lemon-yellow flower it blooms
through the gaps to the suffering house down the street
look again, it wasn't you
it wasn't, it wasn't
missing you more than I can admit, decided
to pluck that yellow flower from its stem next time I pass it by
even with a crowd of people watching, won't phase me
maybe, maybe then I can begin to pluck you from my mind, too