silent face
at the back of the van
smile comes on mildly
today the air is karate
silent face looks up at the stage
everyone aligned and rehearsed
heart relief for the choreography
the smile floods over
white van door opens
ignorant children swarm over the lawn
anticipation sends them into disorder
Doubt treated as an enemy
But doubtey boy looks up
gleaming up like the moon does down
local town small brick buildings
pasture conversation valid
quiet expression
Angel's one eye open for it
reposition the wheels
get the van back on the road
laughter pulls tight
this time not for the silent face
each convulsion of chuckling
aimed like an arsenal at me
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