Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ZENITH, No. 5: "After hours..."

Our Man in Europe/davedelacroix/ZENITH, No. 5:  "...After hours."


The ashtray is full, your SMILE devours, "after hours". There's a toothpick 'round here, someplace; wotchagonna DO...
with those "freebie" matchbooks, bar coasters, and the minutes U cherrish;
this SIDE of 2. a.m., "after-hours"?

Is it STEEL in your heart? Or the lack of a Goal? Did HE who make the LAMB, forget U?
-did he not make U whole? And, as for that matter? - any of we mortals? -did he choose our clothes?
-the ANSWER, perhaps, lies in our Souls...?

The ashtray is pickled; it's righteousely full! Your KISS prevails, and devour's all our LUST;
this time? After hours;
the bar,  is closed?
And, strangely... I feel complete.



c 2013/davedelacroix/our man in europe/piacenza/italia...:)