Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Beaujolais!"
dedicato: Marie-Claude @ Cafe Rendezvous des Amis, Montmartre, Paris.
1)
Last year's Beaujolais
that kissed your Promise,
said -"Till death, I love."
And now is no more?
Last year's Beaujolais,
succulent in Empire,
like "Olio di oliva", limbs
to flex, passion, unbound?
Last years Beaujolais
sits, residue;
a forgotten demi-jon;
And my heart, longing,
wonders, for its miracle?
2)
...SISTA's of the nite
clean your room, prevent WAR,
cook stuff! Sometimes, laundry?
(If U are really GOOD?)
And tell U Gossip
(important matters),
fix bus-time-tables,
figure out your groceries;
"Don't DRINK so much!"
(Give good advice
when U are down)
then, intelligently
BUZZ OFF!
And leave U sad
BOYS!!?
WE are lost!
Sista's of the Nite do all DAT!!!
3)
CLIFFHANGER! Clutching, dynamic!
No good to ANYONE
'cept da PUNK about to die?
NO cameras, Paparazzi! NO nobody!
No god damn Publicist!
"Fucker-fell-off-CLIFF!"
Nope.
And? -What the hell?
Climb a MOUNTAIN?
Could'a stayed in BED!
Could'a drank with the DEAD!
(Non-compass-mentiss!):
"It's THERE! Frickin' CLIMB IT!"
-words of mortal fame
on the mountain, the CLIFF!!!.
-Knuckles WHITE!
And NO god damn Publicist
in sight?
EEEEEEEKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!
4)
Last year's Beaujolais
that kissed your Promise
and said, "Till death, I love."
And now is no more?
Last year's Beaujolais,
succulent in Empire
like "Olio di Oliva",
to flex passion, limbs
and the unaccountable?
Last year's Beaujolais
sits, residue, a Demi-jon
but NOT forgotten;
hearts, longing, and languish
in its miracle...until tomorrow?
c 2015/davedelacroix/modica-sicily.
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