I drew a map
Of the city I love
On the back of a napkin
The city of streetlights,
Car horns, secret midnights,
Shouts in the darkness,
Coffee shops in abandonment
I draw Main Street
With the chain restaurants
And the traffic light that
Never changes to green
I draw South Broadway
With it's antique stores
And history engraved in the sidewalks
I draw the corner of St. Johnson
With the dress shop
No one shops at
I draw arrows
In every direction
And yet I know
As planned out as this city is
I will never map
The way back home
To you.
