April in Chicago

a postscript of winter
mixes pillow feathers and icicles,
its cold edges ordered
to lick everything
as it drizzles from the sky
like a curtain coming down
on the last act.
as April winds command
these frozen tears of surprise,
to confound my view,
I know the ground will soon forget
these wet winter kisses.

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