It Is Chicago

I haven't heard many great things about this poem I wrote, but for some reason I will not relent - I like this poem.  Hopefully someone likes this too! 


It Is Chicago 
by Matt Catania 

It is the whirling lights

fifty stories high.

It is the ones who sing

for love;

for the heart -

for spring.

It is everything

the everything

that presses alone

divides the current

rides the current

again.

Alone.

It is the warm summer lights

on a warm summer night.

It inspires;

It admires -

It is always right

with meaning.

When

It is in love

It is always right