[We married in a taxi]   We married in a taxi in Chica- go mid-              November in the long wind blowing Our son has autism married in the back Seat of a taxi slipping in the wind We’ll never have            you said another child On Michigan and on our left the lake The long white shadow of the lake in the blowing Wind and what happens           you asked when we die Who will take care of him the taxi slip- ping in the wind and on our right the Mir- acle        and on our right the Miracle Mile ending on our right no miracles Cheaper hotels but        he…