Hang loose
glum Chicago—tropical orange
and yellow
discreet crews
of workers
have come!—to finally
patch all
of the sorest
and dark-
hearted
holes
in your street—
that is—just
as soon
as they've labored
in earnest—to
empty a truck
or two's worth
of styrofoam
Dunkin' Donuts
cups—and shelled enough
David's
sunflower
seeds—to fill at least
one of them—
half
the way up!
