To Chicago

A poster hung on a rotted through barn

In a field of corn lining the highway

Light poles and silos like dust in the distance

My memories are dissonant chords here.

Two rows of tiny trees and bleak fences

Confessing love to a lover.

Gradient sparkles on felt and plastic handles

Bare trees and frozen rivers and erosion lines

Red calligraphy pens and a gray sweater

Perfect lighting and perfect curtains

Lovingly disappointed, I think...

Barcodes, linoleum, fake stitches

Mindless designs-- I never made a wish.

Unfinished children's books, sadly

Blue men and museums, transferred cops

Bright and solid eastern gradient framed in silver wire--

Watch your step.