“Why.”

WHY

The view to the east.
The stretch of Halsted.
From Chicago to Erie.
Traveling south.
By bicycle.
A clear, cool summer day.
Like the answer.
(Or at least a very convincing argument.)
To every time.
I’ve ever asked.
Why I live here.

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This entry was posted on July 8, 2017 by bilaldardai in Biking, Chicago, Poetry, Uncategorized.

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