Tom would drift on forever
[in] a supercilious manner,
Two shining arrogant eyes,
enormous leverage- a cruel body.
profound,
He read deep books with long words
[He] was pathetic in his concentration.
perturbed at Daisy’s running around
[He] came with her to Gatsby’s party
unpleasantness [settled] in the air
harshness that hadn’t been there before
[He’s] got some woman in New York
a thickish figure,
she carried her surplus flesh sensuously.
“Daisy! Daisy! Daisy!” she shouted
[He] broke her nose with his open hand
“I suppose,
let Mr. Nobody from nowhere make love to your wife.
count me out!
next they’ll have intermarriage between blacks and whites.”
He said incredulously
“I go off on a spree,
Make a fool of myself,
I always come back.
I love her (Daisy) all the time.”
His wife and his mistress
Secure and inviolate, were slipping from his control.