Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "...Route: 666."
"...DA EMPTY PHONE on Wednesday don't count. Better Friday, twist & shout. FAT FUCK!? -hope he got the "MESSGE", that BITCH: Look for new BLOW JOB! -text-ing, 70 mph, Inter-state, I-70, denver Colorado to frickin' - who cares? - MAINE? And dat GAL I once loved and left, left her at the church, steeple, stairs, like an empty phone; click.
"...DA empty phone, umbilical: "Honey? Kids are OK? STEPHAN KING didn't mash 'em up?"-and,
"I TOLD U not to drive SOUTH of Cortez on Route 666; da devils highway?"
(Incoherent chuckles from the kitchen...)
"YA DID!? Ya did!? Couldn't ya ad stayed at da DINER!?"
"S'wear am callin' from!?"
An empty phone, somehow, someplace, that wipes the Winter SNOT clean, across ya face; with no denying?...OLD DUDES consider sagging Dicks. OLD GALS "sigh": last menstruation.
KIDS "Pogo". No brain.
The kernel of your life...and an empty phone.
CLICK.
c 2015/davedelacroix/Ragusa-Italia-Sicily.
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