SONNET FROM THE ANGELINO

SONNET FROM THE ANGELINO
How do I love thee?  Let us measure the freeways.
My love stretches on the 405 to the 110
to Disneyland, Magic Mountain and back again.
High as the Hollywood Sign and trumpet solos at the bowl 
Wide as the Pacific shoreline from Santa Monica to San Diego
Deep as the submarine channel from Redondo to Catalina
Old as Olivera Street, new as the latest shopping mall
My love is strong as Muscle Beach in California’s Venice
full as crowded downtown asphalt with gangs, angels and saints.
.Seductive as stars and footprints on movieland sidewalks
Surviving like the Queen Mary Ship sailing in cement in Long Beach
Harbor where a Spruce Goose landed but flew the coop.
Unaccountable as grains of South Bay sand
my love is as immeasurable as peak traffic in LA LA Land