Before I Sally Off
Before I Sally Off
Lost in Chicago
State and Madison.
Saturday, high noon.
Everyone and me.
Surrounded, I give up.
Against the curb,
the sea foams up
and in the distance
white birds soar,
black apostrophes
cleaver split
but still tangential,
rising, falling.
The light goes green.
Before I sally off
I look down and there
against the curb,
great white waters bowl
and people drown.
Donal Mahoney
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