The Symmetries Of Flowers In Concrete For M Poem by r james sterzinger

The Symmetries of Flowers in Concrete for M

stopping at the new bus stop
on Broadway and Penn
(cold gray morning)
three great metal daises
have sprung up from the ground
over night though hard frozen concrete

put up by construction
workers no doubt
concocted by some two-bit
commercial hack artist
who received healthy
government grant
while welfare mom who waits for bus
with children who go without

light turns green
I drive across town to deposit
two books into library deposit box
I have come early so I could miss you
but would accept my blind
luck and equally blind
happiness if you had been
here but you weren't

after I dropp the books
into slot I climb
back up ice banks of snow
across the street to my car

leaving behind books
leaving behind you
leaving behind heart
last vestiges of a mundane childhood
follow me into the Grande AM
I wipe away tears from under glasses
and negotiate my turn
on Thirteenth Avenue.