Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Who do U Call?"
...Who do you call? Who, to whom, some son-of-a-bitch do U WAIL? Do U say, "I'm Pregnant!?", "I had an ABORTION: I'm still bleeding? -Who do U call, love-less, the Knave, the Spade, the Jack of Hearts...nowhere to be found? WHO do U call? U fiddled the financial books! The money's GONE! Like a SIN, U can't put it back again!? Who do U call, pitch-past-grief? Monday bloody Wednesday with Sunday... too far away? Who do U call? Who do U call? The phone don't work! Dog don't TALK! (WHA!?) How come? Only a kiss. The Holy Crappola! A kiss of ICE. Who - god dammit! - do U call?
Tele. Message: "Right now? JESUS is on holiday. But don't worry. He'll be back, Sunday afternoon...for "Services". Shouldn't U know that? U are a Baptist?..."
WHO - Jesus! - do U call?
c 2016/davedelacroix/only the lonely...:)
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