He wanted to write about his fabulous weekend
An eight-mile run, the last before the marathon
Yuppie brunch in Old Town, Cuban dinner in Wicker Park
In between, an afternoon spent reading fiction
Among the homos in the Boystown Caribou
A Sunday morning walking tour
Of the statues in Lincoln Park
Can you think of a gayer way to start the day?
Another brunch at a Chicago landmark
A killer workout: chest and shoulders
Dinner at a Jewish deli and, to complete the motif,
A late showing of Caroline, or Change
He wanted to write about all of it in detail
But instead he caught a damn cold
And now all he can cough up
Is a lame attempt at a poem
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