Cement

Certain flowers

without names

dodge rigidity.

They rise

a little sideways.

Find their chosen

hue. Flair near

nestling green 

part seen,

still small. 

A wave of them

perhaps along

the walk may

change the walk.

Chalk on sidewalk 

yields asymmetry. 

As if perfume. 

Still to touch. 

And rarely. 

Chance notice 

enhances each 

foreign thing.

As zero soldiers

sing.