I return to that hill of red clover where she took her horse to graze and I would meet her there as we had agreed whispering on the telephone at two-o-clock in the morning where the dirt track was that would be an interstate bypass she would park her babyblue Badfinger LTD under the Hanging Moss bridge on Nowhere Road where we used to drink and smoke and laugh and make out and make love and make fun of the guy who liked Champale where that goober who ate my sandwich knocked the frisbee full of everybody's communal pot off the other bridge where there was a doberman taking a dump and Ricky who is now a pastor wanted to beat that guy's ass and I told him no because I always make peace and we all ended up throwing up in the K Mart parking lot where I sent that goober with my last two bucks to get me a sandwich and he came back eating it and that was across from where the tall office building I worked in almost thirtyyears later where I got paranoid after 9-11 and the Patriot Act that everybody was listening but one time that lot was where Mad Tom Andy and Michelle deMichelle (really!) and their cat Camus whom I named after himself and where before back before the bypass Eric and I tried to catch a ride back to Raymond after I had rendezvoused with her according to plan at the big hill of red clover over nowhere road that time Eric was supposed to sound a warning but lucky I saw him dive into the clover and I had to hightail it throught that neighborhood because her dad must've seen me when he came in his big white truck and after I met up with Eric on the other side of Hanging Moss in that neighborhood and we heard the loud engine roaring and he came flying around that corner headed straight at me into those people's yard where I was cringeing scared up that tiny tree that wasn't a tree and was bent to the ground after her old man hollered at us and pounded his giant fist that I'd once given the hippie handshake which pissed him off forever and he squealed off, grassing those people's yard and leaving me there looking funny as hell sitting on a sapling.
I return to that hill of red clover because I want to take you there and show you something show you I didn't give up when it was dangerous to me only when it became dangerous to her and she wasn't telling how he beat her yet he let her go to the prom with me and oh how pretty she looked until her basketball player legs tried to walk in those heels but I had platforms on too so we propped each other up and she got sick and she always got sick because her old man made her afraid and I didn't know until her friend told me that he was hurting her and she wouldn't tell me so I pretended her friend didn't tell me and I gave her some corny speech about how I was young and needed to sow my oats but I only wanted to sow her oats but it's okay because her dad got his wish and she ended in a trailer barefoot and pregnant and it makes me sad because she was so so beautiful in the clover those long legs so beautiful that funny smile with her braces and how sad and how beautiful and how long ago it was in that ancient clover on that dirt track that is a bypass once called nowhere road
[Posted by Bionic Angel for Stephendedalus]
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