REV ROAD - PART THREE CHAPTER ONE

and he patted her softly

weeping shoulder

the idea he had to sell, after all

was clearly on the side of the angels

his main tactical problem

in the intial stage of the campaign

a form of masculine flirtation

as skillful as any girls

he was careful to arrange

his features in a virile frown

you know not in any sense

of conventional morality

he had given his most memorable

facial performance to date

i mean things within yourself

things that have their origin in your own childhood

I mean it’s always been a wonder that

you could survive a childhood like that

he made his voice gentle

as if he were talking to jennifer

which tasted as foreign as

a dentists finer in his mouth

ambled pigeon toed around the driveway

with his parents twitching and apologizing around him

turn off your hearing

aid or something

his gaze kept switching back and forth

between the wheelers’ faces

he was more like a child in a tantrum

than a maniac

her eyes were bright with tears

as she turned around

sort of a

denial of womanhood

he said kindly while

his heart thickened in gratitude