Signs

xxWhy not leave small offerings
on rural routes for the mystics
at the D.O.T.
xx xx xx who in their cabalistic
wisdom make a sign
xxxxxxmean less the more
of them you pass.

xxThere’s peril in
xxxxxxthe arrow, in its angle—up
and to the left.

xxA man might come from
a strange country, to travel
in the night.
xxxxxxxxxxxxAn animal
might publish its uncertainty
in the median.

xxI want not to take literally
all indications, nor seek
secret shortcuts to
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxa private drive.

xxI am off the map.
A wayward vector, the metaphor
of S—as in here
xxxxxxxxxxxxgo slow awhile,
or next 2 miles, soft
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx shoulder.