The color yellow says something bright. Something so different than the others.
The sky behind comes through thick tropical clouds.
A dawn noticed.
One day’s version of itself again.
A blue fungus dusts the tops of the rail ties,
and water pushes the entire world around, like a soft but bossy conductor.
The dog fusses with grass blades and the dripping end of a hose.
And a golden yellow seems to stick with everything.