live on

the little humpback man with a badge in the tuxedo pants, rock and roll strolling across wigaly pigalies in the direction of the things of strings. comfort. . . his home. the little hump back man in the tuxedo pants and a badge, emulating his idols in the mirror pointing at his favorite wig... he glances to his black leather and his blue Swede boots. comfort... his pride. the little humpback old man in the elastic waistband bluejeans rock and roll strolling across wigaly pigalies twirling the superman curl on his wig as he blue Swede booted by...i stopped to look at the man as he looked over his shoulder at me. discomfort...his confidence. the old little humpback man twirling the hair of his black wig as the tempo of his rock and roll stroll "howyadoin?"..."hay!"