Central Station.

In the burn of the afternoon
Homeward bound after 3 weeks out.

Before Christmas seems like forever.

Central smells like oil and old socks
sandstone, grease
and 2 dollar begs.

But my coffee is strong
and the scorching tracks
will take me soon.



Central Station

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