Rodeo days slip into his dreams he owns a crooked walk from a youth of injuries unshaven a tipped hat frayed collar faithful jeans boots full of stories wrinkles honor him of places forgotten and doors left open dogs watch him without growling as he moves on. … More HALF SMILE
Open boxcars men failed at chance broken families seasons to forget miles separate the pain turned up collars faded jeans empty pockets soft eyes yesterdays meal from garbage cans behind a diner at a river town bayous and bridges sand and deserts push on engines running hot grease and creosote luck long gone past … More RUNNING AWAY
Thru all the corners past clothes lines pointing east and west a pocket full of matchbooks badges from towns passed through, never stayed long traveled in open boxcars with men wearing hats cowboy boots faded jeans standing like kings overlooking the land passed over 10,000 streets not one name remembered
Roger Singer 