Chicago
Oak Street Beach, still crowded,
but snow will come by Halloween.
You've strayed from your corner today.
I wait for a cab and wonder who’s buying
this far outside the Loop.
An ungentle world has left you with that sweet smile,
one with warmth left on this cooling afternoon.
I've got a twenty and change; I don't care if you spend it
on booze or smoke.
Give me a reason to walk today.
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