Chicago

keeper of

dreams in

great grey granite

climbing and stretching mild

morning weather above sand beaches

along long stretches of grey blacktopped roads

reaching south more than one state long

white whispers of breath breathed by a gigantic

gathering of water molecules set in place

like so many possibilities seen in the dark night.

Sensual serenades, dimly lit situations carried on in blinking dark

where esoteric exits lead to lower links of road faster and faster until crash,

palace princesses coo and swoon mighty knights struck down by the gentlest gusts of wind

winding and sweeping over a man pushing a mower while wet white sheets breezes blowing waves over ridged water worn formations of sediment showing passage of time for dinner just as the street lights come on

and the deep pan style pizza arrives

as a game of kick ball comes to an end,

the porch light on to alert the driver caught when twenty over the limit

noticing the planes from O’Hare

always seeming to bank like the river near the preserves

disturbing deer feeding 95 stories

above or two stories below streets

crowded with people

traveling in all modes of transportation

who upon leaving for destinations

take some Chicago home.