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Walking between subway underpasses
\nescaping the cold, State St. to Dearborn
\nand back to State. Street musicians
\nstrumming on broken strings, hey give me
\na Christmas carol if you want my dime.
\nI\u2019m Christmas walking, holiday stalking
\nin Macy\u2019s behind a group of tiny nuns,
\nwhat divine madness makes them shop
\nfor Frango Mints in this cold weather?
\nBut I stay close to them, getting emotional
\nthis time of year.<\/p>\n
I\u2019ll cha-cha to Dickens, rumba to Bing
\nand wish, oh wish for everything
\ncause I got Christmas on my side
\neven if I haven\u2019t sent a card
\nor put an ornament on my tree.<\/p>\n
In the park, bread crumb ladies feed the birds,
\nsustaining promiscuous pigeons
\nthat play out Darwin\u2019s law. And tears
\nfill my eyes, the wind kicks my face
\nand I watch lovers stroll, kisses
\nexchanged with frost-bitten tongues.
\nThe park, the cold, the freeze,
\nblessed are the cold for theirs is a
\nsoup kitchen line and a Jesus pamphlet.
\nIn the park, grey snow like a dirty
\nblanket strewn on the grass, c\u2019mon
\nSalvation Army make them horns wheeze
\nchange the snow to white and blow me out
\nof my funk, I don\u2019t mind what the taste
\nwill be, and I\u2019ll pray that the Magi
\nwill perhaps do its thing,
\nsome Christmas magic,
\nthe miracle on Halsted St. or Lake St.
\nor South Ashland Avenue.<\/p>\n
One-legged men can be grand marshals
\nfor the Christmas parade; each bag lady
\ncan wake up with a Gucci bag at her side;
\nand beat-down winos will find a
\nVisa Card in their pants pocket.<\/p>\n
Okay, Magi, let\u2019s see you do your stuff.<\/p>\n
\u00a9 Copyright Tom Wawzenek 2022<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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