Wednesday, January 5, 2022

TYRANT

Archaic 
as it is childish,

nebulous, yet 
painfully explicit—

the January wind 
starts its
bellowing again;

shellacking right angles 
onto ice-
embittered avenues,

lambasting me
(and the rest 
of Chicago)

right here 
in the street

for things I didn't do
last year—but 
meant to.