subway tracks far below
like a trench. when I was four
I fell in, trying to catch a mouse,
guess I saw too many cartoons,
thought that animals were my friends
and trains didn’t kill.
babysitter screaming at me
yanking me out, what would my mom think?
train speeding by. close.
these days I’m too old for a babysitter.
I look down into that trench
and wonder if I missed the war.