Looking for Signs

A few years ago I wrote a poem with this title.  And after the rainstorm I was stopped on Carson Street, traveling west. Before Station Square. The intersection under the trains. Looked up and saw this unusual sign. Seemed different from regular graffiti. Wondered about the person who got up there and wrote it and for whom did they write this short message?  It’s how I feel sometimes, driving around. Trying to remember everything I am supposed to do.  Feeling distracted.  The retaining wall is dark with rainwater.

Absent Minded
Not limited to professors. Thank goodness for red lights to capture the message.

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Thanks for your visit. It's always good to hear you stopped by.