His name was Steve Small of stature long dark hairfriend of a frienda little forlornlook in his eyesthat sadness it penetrates deep into the soul I drove byHe was standing thereagainst that wallhe peered into the carI wavedClimb insideWhere do you want to go?Do you need a ride? I knew that streetthat cornerstanding against that wallI knew those boys weren’tpeering …