the soft underbelly

                     first time he heard it said had he known the term erotic he would have clutched it to his cock like his rustcoloured stuffed bunny  for it certainly nuzzled at his underdeveloped testes and fervently captured his attention

   soft   underbelly

 

it wasnt a tactical termit wouldnt be 

                                       tactical didnt align with his nascent manner of being  thinking he knew then as a boy he wouldnt be cannon fodder 

                                     militaristic chants or words or ploys like honour loyalty patriotism didnt quiver his balls

particularly not patriotism 

                          overhearing remarks and conversations of A-bombs H-bombs  teachers trying to make him cower under his desk  Im not  You will.  Im not  Get under your desk.  I dont believe a desk overhead will protect me or save my life  Ill head home 

                                 patriotism was a joke for the Atomic the Nuclear Age

what was served up then as patriotism wasnt nothing but nationalism 

                                                                           and he figured that it wasnt anything more than lipstick on a patriotic pig a greedy fucking pig watching out for itself

damn their brethren in humanity 

GI Joe

Valour

Vietnam 

          didnt sound like soft underbelly  they werent pleasing

the agreed tact would be that without sacrifice self-sacrifice a soft underbelly wouldnt be had wouldnt be worth having or deleteriously  only those who served deserved it

what a fucking mindset 

                          a kind that would confer rape and pillage to the victor

a craven whitewha other colour would it behuh  nationalistic America   it wasnt among the cards he held

Give me life liberty or give me death 

                                       Patrick Henry would have to excuse him for molesting or stepping on his lines 

 

soft underbelly 

                 it made his cock hard 

1609,  Saturday,  10  10. 20

 

Who? his wife asked

Yawho

his buddy repeated who Michele.

Michele I scarcely rememberwhy do you remember

Because she was insanely hot, Michele.

his wife looked at himnarrowing her huge brown eyes 

                                                          How come I haven’t heard of this insanely hot Michele before?

Yeah? his best buddy asked throwing gas on a pitiful fire

he gave him a sideglance Ya kiddin me

No. his wife said You can answer me first.

Obviously she didnt scratch my mem . . 

. . And how many other women haven’t scratched your memory?  You were terribly successful with women. Every time we return to Chicago you happen to run into another old girlfriend an . .

. . And he hugs and kisses them so damn familiarly.

Yeah. Like they’re still in a relationship.

Yeah.

Are you two done yammering  Technically I still am in a relationship with them  Theyre my friends  None of my relationships ended with hard feelings  We tended near mutualat least mutually understanding what the other person wanted to pursue 

                   Yaknow if you love somethingsomeone let itlet em go

Maybe I didnt love them but I was terribly fond of them and we respected each others autonomy

 

He’s really like that, isn’t he? Fucking knight on a white horse.

Thats a white stallion 

                        he snickered because he felt like it out of the corner of his eyehe was grateful his eyes had corners he saw his wife wasnt amused  evidently Michele crawled up her ass and really irritated her 

she was his wife he told her he loved her he didntlike some guys use love as an angle to get into a girls pants

she shouldnt be jealous

he was jealous only once and thats all it took he didnt like the freak looking back at him in the bathroom mirror

by the time he finished shaving he put away jealousybanished it and didnt have a problem with it again 

                                                                                                               it didnt again raise its hoary head 

                      had it hedve knocked it head clean off jealousy is an ugly ugly thing

Yah A white stallion 

                        Listen baby Michele slipped my mind You knowIve often told you that while physically you had the goodsyou attracted me if you hadnt the intellect the intelligence  buhbye baby  buhbye

Michele was a buhbye

An awfully nice girl but we werent compatible

That’s, that’s a miserable reason for not continuing to see a girl; com’on.

Alan Youre full of shit

 

his wife continued to eyeball him

Evidently Michele found a hole in my memory Until Alan said I wouldnt have remembered  There were no significant attachments adhesions

 

Yet you spent the night with her.

I spent one night with her

One night?

Alan echoed Fuckin’ crazy, you spent only one night?

he felt like he was at a carnival and two people closest to him were barkersran a freak show

he held up his index finger One night A second night wasnt going to up her acuity

I would think her acuity would have been evident before you took her to bed. his wife said

Yeah. said Alan more gas    

The calling card is physicality If Im not attracted its a no-go  An the go went

she harrumphed

No No Yadont get to harrumph If your face an shape didnt attracted me like a bee to pollen we wouldnt be married An you Alan yaint helping matters Yaint married so shaddup 

As a matter of fact yacan both shaddup I knew Michele briefly seveneight years ago She was a nice girl We had a nice time An she returned my cashmere sweater after I told her I wasnt going to be seeing her again

I didnt break her heart

 

But if you ran into her again you’d give her a bear hug and kiss her.

Insanely hot  Guilty as charged

1306,  Saturday,  10  10. 20