Prospective Route

I can point to you on the map
winding in and out of streets named for past presidents and plants and birds and states.
I always thought street names were important: Ulysses Avenue or Ladybug Loop or Grand Boulevard are by design reassuring -
there is something architecturally sound about the way they sound.
Every day on my drive home I overlook the interstate during rush hour. I skip flat stones of relief across the current
of stalled folks on their way to somewhere, strangely thankful to be
just another car in a line of cars in a city of too many cars (we're all just waiting to crash into each other).
I like to map out where you are and link boulevards and avenues to numbers and houses
and all the fixtures of love and its affairs.