Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ SYRACUSE

Our man in Europe/dave delacroix/ Syracuse...


1)  Corneille.


 We are poor little lambs
 (BAA-thingies)
who've lost our way; Baa, baa, baa.
We don't GOT nuttin'
but the REST is free; baa-baa-baa.

Cutlets? Lamb chops! "Lamb-chops!?"
-she's out back; she's back there
every night!
We are poor little lambs,
we've lost our way: Baa-baa-baa.

She went to Corneille (University)
and got her Degree; baa-baa-baa.
And now she's rocking on my knee;
baa-baa-baa.

Show me da MUTTON!
Cut me the wool!
Dice me a god damn Mission!
Are U a FAN... yet invisible?
College fees!!!?

We are poor little lambs,
and don't know Crapolla!
Baa-baa-baa.
YO! Poor little lambs,
everyone U meet: baa-baa-baa.



2)  "Si vive suca due volte."  (U only suck twice.)

U only suck twice.
THREE times?
 Busted!
-at birth and death.
 The rest is in-between.
 Whisky, maybe?
 And kissing those TITS?
 She looks down at you:
 "U made them erect!, JAMES!"
(BOND) -she says.  And...
"What's your next trick?"
... You only suck twice.

(Tick-tock. Tick-tock.)



3)  Argentina.

Don't frickin' cry for ME
Argentina; eat the Gnocchi
here, in Syracuse;

sipping on the Eternal beer
which - Epiphany! - is all
so mortal? And... don't cry.
Please don't.

"Don't cry for ME
IL MONDO!"  -U wail?
(It won't). And U, now
forgotten, dust.
FRICKIN DUST.

WHOA! An echo? A smile?
A lingered question?

Was it U sayin':
"Was I foolin' God?
Or was God foolin',
and foolin'  ME?"

Don't cry for me, Argentina?
U are left, "arrivederci"
without the leaving.



4)  Rabbi.

U are da Rabbi. Pretty
as U can see?
BADGED and CHAINED,
true or false;
a soliloquy.

U are da Rabbi. Pretty
as U can see. Under
azure sky, on a beach, perhaps?
But not naked.

Da Rabbi SEZ!
Da Rabbi ACTS!
In solitude?

U are da Rabbi
under azure sky, and
a glint of sun
on a Talmud sea,
languishing,
like a weary kaddish.




c 2015/davedelacroix/Lord Borgo-Viscount Piacenza, esq. -Syracuse, Sicily, Italy.

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/"Passeggiata!"

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Passeggiata!"


YOUR EYES hazel, I remember, going on TIGER; passeggia mio amore...

Creole, lipstick, a smile and ALL the while? A "passeggiata"..Nero.

And ALL is fair & foul in Love and War; Pavorotti, in swell voice, alas  no more?
A passeggiata?

As our KISS, missed, gone forever (buried with the Lady Lenore?);
passeggia mio amore.


c 2015/davedelacroix/Syracusa-Sicily....

Our Dude in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Petrified Forest - Petrefied Tourists!"

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Petrified Forest - Petrified Tourists!"


POSTURED, they lounge on a beach, Mediterranean, someplace, promenade-park bench, or seated in a Trattoria, Cafe, FROZEN - in limbo - or upstairs ALBERGO, on a cut-price Queen size bed. They are moulded, grey, sometimes SILVER, "petrified", and sit or lay, there is no aroma. They are long dead. And by their side? In wallets, hand-bags, unfinished petrified postcards or Cell phones, Net-books, Lap-tops, all petrified, frazzled?...U get close with a small chisel-hammer, U can chip off a fore-arm, a Petrified head, maybe a finger/toe? An exhibit for your home town Den?
Dead, dead, and...quite in mourning:  Petrified-God-damn-CHALK! Yet their SURROUNDINGS, all vibrant and alive. Downright INTACT!. The usual vacation racket continues? Vendors WAIL. Lovers audibly fight. Ragazzi-hullabaloo! Traffic shunts, honks, then flows? And small fishing craft hail the quay, made it safe home with their catch? Cash register ring! ...Only the Tourists, "petrified", out of SYNC, in eternal, decayed-preservation, FORGE sinew... in a dimension of their own singular making.


c 2015/davedelacroix/modica-Sicily, Italia.

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Fanculo!"

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "FANCULO!"


Fanculo! -mi Vita!
Fanculo! -mia Morte!
Fanculo! -mi lavorno!
Fanculo! -mi Oggi!

Fanculo! -mi Ieri!
Fanculo! -mi (tutti!) Domani!
And fanculo! -the last "bella"
who broke my heart...

Fanculo! -Bellesconi!
Fanculo! -America;
Russia, China, too!
TERRORISTS? -suck my Peepee!

Fanculo! -Climati!?
Climati - Fanculo! - Dave: U - 2!!!
And fanculo, the last "bella"
who broke my heart!

Fanculo! -Domani?
Fanculo! -Today?
There's only One Love;
My "bella" hates me!

Fanculo! -mia Vita!
Fanculo! -Il Diablo!
The very last "bella"
who broke my heart...



c 2015/davedelacroix/Lord Borgo/Sampiere-Sicily.

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Great Divide."

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Great Divide."


...All my friends are CRAZY
and I'm sure they know just why?
Just why they think I'm Crazy, too;
something in the sky?
Some will live, some die too soon.
Some will just get married?
But all my friends are Crazy,
this side of the Great Divide.

All my friends are LONESOME,
most, lonely, like U and me?
Rich or poor, don't count the score:
YO! -And liberty!
Win or lose or fly or dive,
and what's to hold U to?
But all my friends are lonesome,
this side of the Great Divide.

All my friends are Crazy.
All my friends are lonesome.
And just why?
Something in the sky?
NO-ONE gets to sing their song,
but me? -I'll sing it all OUT LOUD!
But someday, I'm gonna miss' em;
My friends;
this side of the Great Divide....:)



c 2015/davedelacroix, esq./Modica-Sicily.

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "ESSO BESSO!"

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "ESSO BESSO!"


Esso-besso? Ooo, dat look!
Esso besso? Oooo dat touch!
Quando amore? Domani-pronto!
Esso-besso? -Oooo my love!

....When we TANGO (I don't Tango)?
It all seems good.
When we MAMBO, belladonna!
PARADISIO! -A new FIAT!
And whatever else (Kids)!!!?
There's always THAT...!
(cough-choke, splut, etc.)

Esso.besso? Ooo dat HUG!
Esso-besso! -Oooo dat SMOOCHE!(?)
Quando, quando? Quando amore?
Esso-besso!
(dat kiss!)
Esso-besso!
(Domani!)
Esso-besso!
(PRONTO!)
OOOOoooo dat kiss!


c 2015/davedelacroix/LORD BORGO/stormy nite/October Sicily.

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Tyger - Tyger!"

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Tyger - Tyger!"


POET morning - Philosopher night
and all the love that holds U tight?
Tyger, tyger, burning bright;
a symmetry - electric.

Essays slither or shunt: "Apres le midi de une faun", we masturbate frantically
in purposeless Elysium.

And the Novel U forgot to write,
"apres" sex - cigarette butts/smeared lipstick of promised Love
favors mirror - glance - reflections
of all your Tomorrows?

All lovers promise.
All lovers promise.
By candle, IN "camera",
in Time, a perfect dance.

Poet, morning, philosopher night
and ALL the love that holds U?
Tyger, tyger, burning bright:
A symmetry - U know it! - electric.


c 2015/davedelacroix/LORD BORGO/Pozzalo-Sicily, on da beach...:)

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Via Corso - ROMA!"

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Via Corso - ROMA!"


O' wot can ail thee
knight at Arms
alone
and patently
loitering?

"Dunno, Man? Someone
wuz s'posed to show UP
with some Ganga,
(It's gettin' late?)?

O' wot can ail thee
knight, armoured-dude,
alone
middle of the night
on the via Corso -a' Roma?

"Dunno, Man? Some
FAST-GAL
wuz s'posed to take me
to Trastevere, induct me
(Induct ME?)
into Latin...



c 2015/davedelacroix/Lordship Borgo, Viscout Modica, Duke of Pozzalo, esq.

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ THE MARCONIS: 1 - 5

Our Man in Europe/dave the rave/ THE MARCONIS: 1 - 5


(dedicato: Paula della Sampere)


1: MAGIC JOHNSON at the Hotel Delacroix.....I had occasion to buzz, 1 hour, to da coast, PORTOFINO/small seaside resort, had dined, had dinner with dem folks from the BILLY-MORRIS - talent -Agency, whist MAGIC, at da next table, demanded my attention?
And where are da snows dat fell last year? Where is dat DICK in your mouth? And where is the Killer, your outraged Soul? And dat Pussy U used as a play-thing?

2: NORTH-East of Eden: That apartment I hated...where Jason Eklund used to sing, off EAST COLFAX, Denver-USA? These days? Since da town gon' "respectable"; I-70 inter-state Highway? Even 16.wheelers give it a wide birth?

3: I'M SO GLAD!...I'm so glad I didn't send U away? I thought your light was Zero; I kept hittin' da button? Your ORGASM? -scream/ASCREAM or shout? -maybe showed me another way: I'm so glad. I'm glad. I'm glad, I'm glad for U,.

4: CATCH me a laser beam to da Moon. New love? A'mah bustin', SOUTH-CENTRAL! And Greek Chorus: "Sha-la-la!"Ghosts? JUMBEE! And deliverance. And happy day day in NEW JERSEY? Ol' black guy sez: "How about a good life!?"

5: "OH DOCTOR, I'm in trouble?"
(Whassat!?)
"Oh Doctor I'm in trouble!?"
(Doc:) "Well, goodness, gracious ME!
"His name is Mario!"
"Does he have a REAL job.?"
"No."
"Where does he live?"
"He has several addresses."
"RIMINNI?"
"Yes."
"Napoli?"
"Si."
"NOT Palermo?"
"No. Syracusa."
And?
"My heart?"
"Your heart?"
"It goes: "BOOM-bee-dee
boom!"
"Allure! (Ahem!) AND.
"Goodness, gracious ME!"

OH DOCTOR, I'm in trouble?"
"Ya think?"
"U seem compassionate.."
"U think?"
"But I'll get a 2nd opinion!"
"OK."
"Your heart?"
"Just my heart, Doctor?"




c 2015/davedelacroix/ragusa-sicily

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "...In a Golden Eye."

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "...In a Golden Eye."


MIRROR, sun, reflections
in a golden eye
and all the dazzle,
baby-blue,
whistle soft,
midnight and mist,
a spell to cast,
a refrain,
that pads soft footsteps
into an empty heart,
undecided,
decided,
hesitant,
lost and found;
I hear in this song of you?



c 2015/davedelacroix/LORD BORGO/Pozzalo-Sicily.

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Sweet & Sour!"

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Sweet & Sour!"


"...I'm in the lonely Cafe
what do U say;
U say I'm lonely, too?

Just one of those days
when People agree;
life goes on without me?

U lonely? I'm lonely
lonely and free, lonely,
free, U lonely, too?
U betch'a!

Can I order a wine,
hor's d'houeves? -at
the lonely Cafe
now that Life ain't so lonely
any more...?

......................................................


Just murdered your Ex-wife?
FLY-FLEANCE-FLY!
Bernie Maddoff, CANNIBAL!?
FLY-FLEANCE-FLY!
U won't be sorry
it's understood
U can't be saved
it's thick as blood;
FLY-FLEANCE-FLY!

Lord Macbeth is on your case!
FLY-FLEANCE-FLY!
Out damn spot in Banquo's head,
no need to save it as a trophy?
RE-venge, vendetta
- a lonesome street -
burns your marrow
kills your feet
and Old Nick?
Jeeze! He da dude
ya gonna meet:
FLY-FLEANCE-FLY!

Just pissed off the gal at the Post
Office?
Well; fly-fleance-fly.



c 2015/davedelacroix/LORD BORGO/Syracuse-Sicily.

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Arriverderci Dio!"

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Arriverderci Dio!"


(dedicato: Carmello & Famiglia.)


Arriverderci Dio. Arriverderci, the HOLY BAR, now closed. Carmello threw in the towel; still Whisky in the Jar-oh!?
Arriverderci Dio. Gina, Frankie, and Peggy-Sue -came to the hanging; Leonardo, Graziano, too!
BARS/Cafes come and go...and JUST WHERE are last year's snows? For Shakespeare? -The Mermaid tavern, London town.  For Hemmingway? -Cafe Select, Montparnasse, Paris. For Francois Villion? -Any place he could get a Jar!
Arrivederci Dio. Arriverderci memories, a memory of Modica's HOLY BAR, abut Santa Maria/Monica (?) Chiesa, Sicily. And?
...Whisky in the Jar.oh!? -Forever.


(NB: I saw Carmello/coupl'a days later? "OK, I ask?"
"Appostu-Siemu!" he replies.


c 2015/davedelacroix/ourmanineurope/LORD BORGO/modica-Sicily.

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "ALL along the Watchtower."

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "...ALL along the Watchtower."


(in advent of my - miraculous - 60th. birthday.)


ALL the Devils in mah Keep? It's bad enough being a BARONE (in Sicily?), but being Lord Borgo? This HAND KISSING must cease and desist! Also? -the NINO ROTA soundtrack; every time I go to the toilet!? BASTA!!!

ALL the devils in mah keep? I am not scared. Life? Phoof! I'm never scared, except when I go to the Bancomat (ATM)? -I'm, mostly, conveniently TERRIFIED and I do my  - ahem! - "level best" to exhibit Fear, Joy, Tears, Dread; ALL these Devils, like spasmodic toothache: A picture of Dorian Grey.

ALL the Devils, the Devils in mah Keep? Like Sentinels on the watchtower, eyeing my every move. Vivi sectors of Progress. Do Right. Do Wrong? Eat fish. Or don't? Prayer is just chanting, here.

ALL the Devils in mah Keep? They now stand, perhaps at their OWN Crossroads, UN-decided:
"Should we KILL this Devil or let the poor sucker fly?"
LIT, or stumbling in the DARK? And the ISSUE of the Sherlock Holmes silent dog? -the dog. That frickin' DOG! -that  did not bark...:)



c 2015/davedelacroix/LORD BORGO/Modica-Sicily.

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/"Michele mah Bella." (in 2 parts)

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Michele mah Bella!"

(In 2 parts:) 1:

WHEN U BLEED in the month of June, in a crowd and,, Godamnmit|!? NO-ONE sees, no-one sees; brings it on home to U.?
When U bleed, Carnival, Grandee Canale, Venice, at the wedding/nuptials of land, God-dude and sea? -brings it on home to U?
Does it?
When U bleed, unshorn, unwrapped, and the last lover's kiss - meant to last? - finds NO saviour in your Soul?
And Doctors arrive: "I'm OK|!"
Only wishing the World, just well? And bringing it on home to U and Flavinina??...


(Part 2:) Michele mah belle?

MICHELE mah Belle: "DOVE!?" (Italian: Where^?)
Where'd ya git to Yak L.A.!?  Off ya NUTS, bound
to the white cliffs of Dover; mah bella Immigranti,
Pizza-Hut, gal?
Reeelax: I HAVE JUST CONCEIVED:
Unusual for a Guy: Michele mah belle.


c 2015/davedelacroix/LORD BORGO/Modica-Sicily