a found poem
Chicago's a whole different world
at 4.30 in the morning
I've seen [it] more than once
nothing but
steam coming from the manhole covers
police dogs in the back of patrol cars
and a nice kinda quiet over everything
That's what I remember anyway
Nice place
Compiled from an email thread with my dad, talking about making an early morning run to O'Hare
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
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