The Country Star (in prose)

The country star. A tall hat and a long cigar. All leather boots, all steel guitar. He resonates in hallways far and near. Blue tears and glasses of beer. Bad guys have fear. He's have cowboy half coyote. Giant stirrups and a brown, suede coat. History and so many hers. Never stays in one place too long. Always has a song. Always hears a yodel. A defining silhouette. Tall legs and taller tales. All true. A faithful steed. He'd take you for a ride but he rides too fast and he doesn't like company. Works for no man. Works for every damsel in distress. One town at a time. No present and no past. But everyday a new predicament. 5 fingered hands and one old six shooter. Blue bandanna. No need for words. Tiny eyes full of power. ... [the list goes on]