Fine Clothes to the Jew/Railroad Avenue

RAILROAD AVENUE

RAILROAD AVENUE
Dusk darkOn Railroad Avenue.Lights in the fish joints,Lights in the pool rooms.A box-car some trainHas forgottenIn the middle of theBlock.A player piano,A victrola.942Was the number.A boyLounging on a corner.A passing girlWith purple powdered skin.LaughterSuddenlyLike a taut drum.LaughterSuddenlyNeither truth nor lie.LaughterHardening the dusk dark evening.LaughterShaking the lights in the fish joints,Rolling white balls in the pool rooms,And leaving untouched the box-carSome train has forgotten.