Thursday, September 26, 2013

SORRY SANDBURG

All 
the fog
across town

is dead now—its little
cat feet

got spooked
and

scampered—
back 
into the fusty back-
wards 

Chicago River this 
feisty morning,

where it drowned—
completely
un-

considered—
shrouded by the thick-
ly modern 

sound of all those 
daffy clang-
ing 

jack-
hammers ringing through downtown!