Tuesday, September 30, 2014

CRANES

Look to the pale east—Chicago
and see

bright red
infrastructure rising in the morning—

wan scratches 
of lakeshore

and slender
white sky—progressively occluded

by
what once 
seemed

swell—
if frivolous
on blue paper.

Now—in such 
grim crowded

correctness 
of weather—progress appears
a little 

swollen—and that red,
quite a bit 

duller.

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