Trouble

Elizabeth is at the receiving end
of a train of catcalls
strung behind a trail of
red catsuits
black boots
and I'm here on this train
yellow sweater
red galoshes
and I have this address on the note card
and this number to match
what a pair
in her cool New York woman way
and she doesn't even know I'm here
with a backpack
yellow shoelaces
some "special" child on vacation
from herself
wanting to forget the note card
Remembering it in case I'm in trouble
to call
if only I could find some
A red catsuit
black boots
and pretend to be on the receiving end
of that train
instead
(just riding along)
with this note card

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