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Thursday, June 22, 2017

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "A Month of Sundays..."


Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "A Month of Sundays..."



.....LEAVE ME ALONE
this Month of Sundays,
don't bother to phone, Absolutely!

NO Smoke-Signals;
West of the Pecos,
re-WIND the film
where Doc Holiday
pulls a TOOTH: another
gigabyte for the O.K. Coral?

And the BANSHEES wail
-it's ALL they DO!

(Please Read: Eleven steps on ...
How to be a Banshee)...

And the BANSHEES wail;
that HELL-in-Voice, curling:
"Every body's Welcome!
STEP RIGHT UP!"
-Wotcha gonna-Do?

OR: "What's it all about; ALFIE!?"
/Whatever)

Leave me alone
this Month of Sundays
and make it THIS
Month of Sundays,
forever, ever,
ALL your Sundays:
somehow, some way,
with-in the breeze of your heart?




c.2017/davedelacroix/Lord Borgo/San Marco, Sicilia.

Wednesday, June 21, 2017

"Wednesday Morning: 3.A.M."



"WEDNESDAY MORNING: 3.00 A.M."



1:  CUORE SENZA NOME, a Heart without a Name


Cuore senza Nome, a heart without a name, a kiss of loneliness, a Lone Star Badge on a Texas range? A kiss at midnight, a Tomorrow, a Tomorrow, a DEVOTION, a kiss, a promise, a faith, a truth and ALL U hope to see? Or believe?

Cuore senza Nome, a heart without a Name; that Gift they give in College, in Sports, Politics or Fame? A Trophy to amplify, an empty Sea-shell: put it to your EAR!

Cuore senza Nome, a love without a name; a WHISPER "Fly! Fleance-Fly!!!", a DANGER, a "Yet-to-be!" An EXPECTED  kick in the GROIN: but  it's NOT the PAIN, it's the WAITING...that unravels the serenity U have found?

And ALL these STINGS, unknowing, "Cementing" your FREEDOM to an After-life of Self-doubt and  deception?

Cuore senza Nome, that Lady-in-Waiting, at your Nuptials, awaits your triumph; the butcher's knife, concealed between her folds of Taffeta as U and your new  Bride parade down the aisle...



2:  The Night is Hollow

As the Night is Hollow
I will find mah Gal
I will find mah Girl
I will find my Gal;
as the Night is Hollow
U-betcha!

As I Strum mah Guitar
I will find mah Gal;
I strum & I strum
I will find my Girl
Yet as the Night is Hollow;
my Gal will come!

As the Night is Hollow
I strum & I sing
I will find mah Gal
I will find mah Girl;
She was the SWEETEST ONE
in all of the World.

As the Night is Hollow
As the Night is Hollow
As the Night is Hollow!
I WILL NOT
BE THE ONE
to lose that Girl!....



3: MADRE v. VESPA

"Quando una momento per il Madre, senore, ragazzo? Quando - ON-LINE? -do U have a moment for your Mother? -On your VESPA!?!" (Please TEXT your response: "Mamma! I'm crashing on my Lambretti!" (Ole!)




c2017, davedelacroix,LORD BORGO,Sciacca-Sicily

Friday, June 16, 2017

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Five O'clock Shadow."


Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Five O'clock Shadow."


AS SOON as I shave, a 5 o' clock shadow settles; I may have just robbed a Bank, saved some kid from drowning, helped out Wall Street, Assassinated that CLOWN in North Korea without pissing off CHINA, but there U go! A five O'clock shadow. A TEMPEST FUGIT of Glory. One minute? GROUPIES up the WAZZEE! Next? Nobody mentions my Name! WOTCHAGONNA-do?  -When U'er caught - LIMBO! - twix a Saviour and the DE-fame? Dang Guilty! One 'mongst MANY. Even your EX-WIFE don't give a KRAPPOLA when U are under the Wheels of the Publico-Magento?

As soon as I shave, a 5 O' clock shadow, settles, mustachio, side-burns and chin? Yup. A  FIVE-OH-Shadow!  That Bank I robbed? ($25.000) And the PUBLIC thanks for the KID I didn't save. (Water too cold!),  or I conspired/listened to BERNIE MADOFF, got In-OUT, but COULDN'T nail down a flight to North Korea (Is it near JAPAN?). -to kill dat Sum-ma-bitch!?...Anyways? That Ex-wife SEZ she's commin' over Sunday - with Crock pot/wants to pour it over my Head? FBI on my trail? -"Come for Crock pot Supper! FEDERALES!" COZ U know? As soon as I shave... a Five O'clock shadow, settles: giving it all away.
"YUP! U bring along a SAFETY RAZOR...we'll share the Crock Pot, maybe some Moonshine....and Justice will find a way."


c2017/davedelacroix/lord borgo/modica-sicilia.

Sunday, June 11, 2017

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix: "TIGER in a Cage." (x3))



Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Tiger in a Cage" (X3)



1)  Tiger in a Cage.

....Tiger in a cage; symmetry and Rage; some God comes along and sadly, makes it tame? Tiger in a Cage, hissing, spitting Rage? Some Jerk (like U?): sure to come along. TIGER in a Cage? -Low growl and SNARL: "Commin' to git YA!" Yes Sirree!!! "YO! Commin' to GIT YA!"...



2)  How does your Garden grow?

CLONE on Clone, I-Phone -systematic; just HOW does your garden grow?....With empty Primroses, and daffi-dills, row on row on row.... (BEEP)



3)   PAVOROTTI

Come bella
I'm no good for U;
Il Mondo Pazzo
sono Morte-Vita
a substitute
amore-sempre..

But when I FLY away
the tips of my wings
will dry the tears
on your cheeks.
When I fly away
the tips of my wings;
will touch our Everything!

Come stai
ma bella?
Come tua vita?
Faraway
like our Love;
a substitute
amore-sempre...

But when I fly
the tips of my wings
will dry the tears,
will dry the tears,
will dry the tears
amore, amore...
becoming everything?.... (YO!)




c2017/davedelacroix/lord borgo/sciacca-Sicily.


Saturday, June 10, 2017

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Black Widow."



Our Man iin Europe/dave delacroix/ "Black Widow."....(X-3)



1)  "Black Widow."


She TWISTS on her heels (shoes), THIS way or DAT making a Sway in-front of her Paramours? UPSCALE (she), who sells Love at 1,000 MPH: Satin -tight, BODY FUCK:  Suckers FLOCK to her bedside......until she has them in her Lock? --She,  TWI STS on her Meta-Amphetamine heels, this SIDE of Saturday night, like a Black Widow Spider: TRYING TO DECIDE,  breakfast, lunch, or that complete devour, twisting on her heels, making a sway in-front of her Paramours?


2) "The Stone in mah Shoe."

It's the U in mah U, the STONE in mah shoe, the colour BLUE, or the Jazz in my plight (makes it Goddamn ALRIGHT), the U in ME; go figure, Dear? -"Dear BRUTUS; it's not in our Stars...but in Ourselves?"
It's the U on 42nd Street or Pacific COAST Highway; thumbing a lift that takes U to MARS? That-there-U, dishevelled, mostly UN-responsive, half-hearted Mascara, that Picante-chew? Only U! Only U! Like that stone in my shoe; the U in ME...and the U in U....


3)  "The Passenger."


.....I AM the Passenger. And I ride and I ride.

"No! No! No! Not THAT way! THIS way!!?"

.....I AM the Passenger. And I ride and I ride.

"Make the next LEFT!
LEFT!"
"Left?"
"LEFT!"
"Left. O.K."
"WRONG WAY!!! JESUS!!!"
"You mean, RIGHT?"
"JESUS! CORRECT! (pointing:) "THAT way!"

.....I am the Passenger. And I ride and I ride.

"I NEED to stop for a Piss.!"
"Here?" -indicating a convenient Rest Stop.
"NO! I can last another 15 Klicks."
"O.K."

.....I am the Passenger. And I ride and I ride.


"JESUS!!! I REALLY NEED to PISS, Babe!?"
"Hang on."
"C'MON! STOP!!! I GOTTA PISS!!!"

POLICE Sirens, COPS, SWAT TEAM arrive:
"PURRT DA WEAPON..:..ON DA GROUND!!!!"


......I am the Passenger. And I ride and I ride.


"SO!.... THAT kind'a worked out?"
"Which way?"
"The Pissing Ticket was for ONLY $20 and they overlooked the 60 empty beer cans in the back?"
"Which way!?"
"WHA?"
"The HIGHWAY. Which way!?"
"Straight ahead, Babee. Memphis-Tennessee; all the way to Tennessee!"

"That's 300 MILES in the OTHER direction!"


......I am the Passenger. And I ride and I ride.


(Later:) "Honey? This a Military RADIOACTIVE ZONE!?"
"The gate's OPEN, doll.  A short cut to Memphis!....So put the pedal to da Metal!!!"


(And so it goes...)




c2017/davedelacroix/Lord Borgo/Sciacca-Sicily.


Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Catch a LIE/As I live and breathe."


Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Catch a Lie/As I live and breathe..."

(dedicato: Tina Kover)


AS I LIVE and breathe; it's YOU! As I live and breathe, to see U again? As I live and breathe, U got "well done"? So did I (this side of Paradise) U can STICK the fork in!

As I live and breathe, Tina K. met McConnell & it ALL worked out fine! Whilst the Knaves in our Pack, found OUT -about themselves, spiraling-lonely into some dank, dark place where No-one lives or breathes as WE live, as I live and breathe?

SOME mornings get the Jump on Others and leave behind that scent of Wandering? Who's ahead; who, on our trail? Yet, as I live and breathe, it's only an old tune, a catechism, a reluctant poke in the eye? Still: it CATCHES A LIE.

As I live and breathe, it's YOU! As I live and breathe; to SEE U again!? As I live and breathe; now? I can live and breathe.


c 2017/davedelacroix/Lord Borgo/sciacca-Sicily.

Friday, June 9, 2017

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Passeggiata" /Tweedle-Dee


Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Passeggiata."/Tweedle-Dee.

(dedicato: Antonio, Hotel Relais, Modica)


TWEEDLE-DEE and Tweedle-Dum; as the Bella-donnas passeggiata. ONCE I saw U in my Mind's Eye as a Bella-donna, passeggiata? And SHE once saw ME, vibrant and bold; a Man on a Mission, a story to be told?
I FAILED in her eyes, I (Mio!) didn't "work out", on her Passeggiata, her Twist & Shout?
O SOLE MIO!?...
Tweedle-dee and tweedle-dum, as the Bella-donnas passeggiata; as the Belles passeggiata...


c2017/davedelacroix/LORD BORGO ESQ./Sciacca-Sicily.