Ode to the Tiny Mouse at Caltrain Station in Mountain View

Fumbling jumping
anything to assure
                           he makes it all the way to the other end of the bricks
to the opposite edge of the platform
before the reinforced rubber sole of a Clarke's shoe
crushes his spine
and closes his eyes


The headlight groans yellow
                                         comes closer
as his thread-like feet scuttle
                                          in the wrong direction
Train whistle blowing
leather loafers skipping
and fragile brown mouse, which way should you scuttle?


A leap off the bricks, he opts for the planter
seems like his wits did serve him for the better.