I walk down Armitage in Lincoln Park nearly every day.
It’s a nice place to raise yr kids,
cutsie little shops for all those
living nearby in the cutsie little big mansions.
Seems to be an influx
of missing pets- cats, dogs mostly
and the occasional missing person
will pop up.
Someone you’ve never seen before,
but now you know them well enough
to recognize his or her photo or stats,
well enough you mention it to someone
Like it is somehow personal now,
like it is yr own friend, yr own absent brother. Before you know it
yr walking down the same street, at the same time and the familiar face
has been replaced with Fido’s in mind now.
The sun still shines.