Trigeminus: Part Five


By Dennis Tallent

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Chapter 5

It was great settling into our new home. We put Ten Speed in the guest room. I did not see much of the temperamental twit after that. I swear it had lost what little mind it had left. They had a house that was as big as a docking bay. We could put three triads worth of kids in here. It seemed like we were quite well off. We got things stowed away and I volunteered to make dinner. (Nobody objected strenuously.) Mike lit a cigarette as I left the room.

"My God this tastes horrible. Pepper!"

I looked shyly around the door. "Yes."

"What did you do to me?"

"You can't smoke anymore. Its bad for your health so I changed your body chemistry to prevent it. Smoking will make you ill but you can still drink in moderation." I screwed up my courage. "You also can not do heroin." They started at me in amazement. I thought they would be furious at me, but instead, they were frightened.

"How did you know," asked Pat.

"You can't hide a thing like that from me. I can read your body chemistry like you read a newspaper.

"We will go crazy," Mike said desperately.

"I already need a fix," Pat cried.

"Don't be afraid. I'm not going to let you suffer. Look," I said pointing to my chest.

"You've developed breasts," said Mike.

'Yes I have great control over my body. I can make any substance inside my body including methadone. I knelt before them. "Come relieve your pain." And they sucked at my breasts like infants.

I am ashamed to admit that I took a perverse pleasure in that act. Physiological addiction I could quickly cure but I did not know how long it would take to cure their psychological addiction. From that day on my mates would nurse at my breast several times a day. I didn't know then that it would take years to wean my life partners away from their opium dreams. Maybe I was overindulgent with their weakness. But I loved them.

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The next day I went to my first Mass. We went into the church hands in hands. There are stares, and then there stares. Even the altar goys were looking us over. Sorry that's altar boys. I got caught in a religious slipstream. I didn't have a clue to what was going on. We stood up, and knelt down, and stood up again. Then this fat guy put his knee on one of my spinal braids. Yow! I don't what scared him more my exclamation or the fact that my hair had suddenly taken on a life of its own. That pew emptied quite fast. I was so embarrassed but my spouses seemed to take it in stride. Between the hostile glares and my own ineptness I was feeling sick to my stomach. Then I noticed her standing at the front of the church.

Mother Mary, I thought. I am not your son or daughter. I think you had no part in my creation. Am I welcome in your house? I looked to either side of me and was embraced by love. I heard in my mind the sounds of children at play. Boys and girls and triunes together. And who can say with certainty that these future lives could not the result of a higher power.

When I find myself in times of trouble
Mother Mary comes to me,
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.
And in my hour of darkness
She is standing right in front of me
Speaking words of wisdom, let be.
Let it be, let it be.
And when the broken hearted people Living in the world agree,
There will be an answer, let it be.
For though they may be parted there is
Still a chance that they will see
There will be an answer, let it be.
Let it be, let it be. Yeah
There will be an answer, let it be.
And when the night is cloudy
There is still a light that shines on me,
Shine until tomorrow, let it be.
I wake up to the sound of music,
Mother Mary comes to me,
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.
Let it be, let it be.
There will be an answer, let it be.
Let it be, let it be,
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be.

There was an answer.

To be continued

Copyright 1997 by Dennis Tallent

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Dennis Tallent is a native son of the state of Texas; the direct desendent of an officer of the Texas Revolutionary Army. He is an active member of MENSA, The Libertarian Party and Tebala Shrine Temple. At the moment he is a nursing student at Northern Illinois University in Dekalb, Illinois.

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