Central Station
by B. Joseph Biesek
At the central station there is something extraordinary to see
Today in the ways of the women in the station
I see their necks and think how odd to be so small
I am not going anywhere right now I have no money
For the bus or train
For taxi cabs all yellow and black
Modern things but not like women
The cemeteries they are not for women are they
by B. Joseph Biesek
At the central station there is something extraordinary to see
Today in the ways of the women in the station
I see their necks and think how odd to be so small
I am not going anywhere right now I have no money
For the bus or train
For taxi cabs all yellow and black
Modern things but not like women
The cemeteries they are not for women are they