Train rides

Raindrops on windows

riding long hours on wrong routes

traveller’s love life

Follow

Take what path you may

and a beacon guides your way

which, let your heart say

Falls may seem to choke

as rain from dying petals

yet life blooms again

As a jungle wolf,

swaggering, high in spirit

solo traveller

Chicago-in-the-fog

Descends as judgement

on dissenters from above

the summertime fog

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Photo: The streets of Chicago, on the second day of summer.