The Rush

A cloud clog of the city that keeps cars at bay waiting fir the car in the front to speed fast just to meet you at the light the loop sends thoughts of madness that lurks through the Dan Ryan of gain as a toll is organized to blow some of the congestion through a different channel at canal sending you back across the Irish river within the lights of Wacker drive as the west suburbs calls you to get off at the next exit or at Jackson for then and only then is the union station in sight as you drive through Gotham city headed south in a westbound lane causing a blowout on the side of the road where common wealth Edison buries the wires for in coming trains while the pedestrians leave thebtracks like at the harness racing leaving behind old news papers for the bums to cover their heads in the rain or perhaps a comfy pillow under the police dept at 11 and state we call it congestion Written by Yolanda Nicholsen May 19th 2004 right before my sons graduation fort myers Florida Malcolm x birthday fond memories of the Irish river That's Chicago