there’s a fight, there’s a fight on the old blue and white
on the blue island rail just past cottage grove trail
probably over something stupid
a ‘saved’ seat, a perceived stare, a minor excuse me bump
or something idiotic like that
think I’ll change cars in case gunplay breaks out
which these days is very possible
maybe get off at the next stop
and catch the next train going south
the biggest thing to staying out of trouble
is to know when to stay out of trouble
if that makes me a scaredy cat
then MEOW! I’m a cat
a cat that knows when to move
and always land on my feet
and find a quieter place to be
a cat that doesn’t want to test
the theory of nine lives
