6002. THAT OTHER CHEEK, SO MUCH TURNED

THAT OTHER CHEEK, 

SO MUCH TURNED

Odysseus in his odyssey, Virgil and his Aeneid,

the Iliad  -  all those topsy-turvy stories piled up

like Dutch Delft tile motivations in a detective's

forensics lab. 'Clues, clues, and rubbish, 

that's all this case has.'

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Well, anyway, let this be said for the easy things :

I did find the darkness even if  -  for the most of

it all  -  the lights were out. I didn't bump into

anything while I did my best blindness act.

And that other cheek, yes, yes, always turned.

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 My aunt and uncle lived on Delafield. I loved it

there and swore to get myself back to it. Years

later  -  when I did  -  under my own power return,

it looked all so different, beaten down and

smaller and a dump. Yet, it mattered not then.

That other cheek, so  much turned.