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Saturday, March 25, 2017

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Sad-Saturday Night."


Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Sad-Saturday Night."



GUITARS, Jingles, jangles
will NEVER get U home again;
those, who sleep within God's Coverlet?
That Angel, sleeping by your side
awaits your Slumber
to decide your Fate;

and to awake WITHOUT wings
is a splendid affair, a blood-bath!
-without anaesthetic?...Not least
missing a Scrotum of Logic
culled in that dance-Romance,
delivered, as a dish...served Cold?

Guitars, jangles, jingles; Whistle
whilst U Work, UN-knowing: God's Coverlet
is a double-edged sword, RAZOR-SHARP:
Ask the Dying, who CHOKE
in their Self-worship
on a sad-Saturday night
who now pour wine, like blood,
on to the UN-certain Streets?



c2017/davedelacroix/Palermo,Sicily.

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