In the lift shaft
lives a cricket
entirely committed
to singing between floors.
On a mid-city sidewalk
a pinto plane tree
sows its false future
in a velvety drain -
see how the green heads
of hungry seedlings
poke up through the rusted grill.
And look at you!
Your grey theories
are turning blue
and all along the marbled reefs of sky
your eye is working
like a chisel.
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