She crosses my mind from time to time
in a downtown crosswalk, distracted,
late-for-a-lunch-date manner
sometimes she is more casual, unaware,
letting the dog out, grabbing the Sunday
paper off the sidewalk before brunch
She crosses my mind from time to time
weaving through downtown like a drunken 
sailor in 3 inch pumps with a broken heel
sometimes she paces as if her cab is late
She crosses my mind from time to time
usually without warning and always,
always, always against the light
Ponderable polemics, poetic 