Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Donatella and the bottled Trees."

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "The Bottle Tree."


(N.B. There is a rotund, stemmed, leafy tree in these Sicilian parts. Hardy, lives longer than YOU but affords ....whilst U live... constant shade.  Here? It's called: Albero Bottiglia. The Bottle Tree."


"The Bottle Tree:



BRUTAL, Sicily, the leaden veil of the Sirocco; All is sweltering. An Inuit can get a TAN in 3.5 seconds!!!
But ,feverishly, I digress?

3 Bellas, in the shade of a Albero B. (Bottle Tree?),  bunny-bumming a Civic street bench?  Sooo God damn HOT!..
.At THIS time even the COSA NOSTRA (Umo-Umo!) are too "laissez-fair" to WACK anyone; let alone Me?...
Mezzo-Guigno, molto-caldi, Bravo-Ragazzi!..
.JEEZE! So god damn HOT: GUNS go off by themselves!!!?
And DOGS hide in Palazzo shades, CATS - smarter? - down in Wine cellars and WHAT shade the Bottle Tree affords, comes at the price of some TEEN/Punk telegraphing
VESPA fumes
on the way to his next Masturbation event?


At the BAR ODEON, (Mio; I hear?) some Old (Tanned-Sicilian/Dickensian) "BARSTED" calls out: "SALVE MARIA!!!?".....I thought it was a PLEA (to the Holy of Holy's?); but "NUTT'IN". It's Maria: Old Sicilian Comrade, joining a table. Whilst DONATELLA (My Heart-Throb-Waitress-Baristress) -"Babee, I got da Dehydration Blues; per favore? Anything COLD, anything COOL, LONG and/or SLOW, like those shadows, those silhouettes under those manicured Bottled Trees...and a Kiss to please?"

BRUTAL, Sicily, the leaden veil of the Sirocco; All is sweltering. An Irish WIT can run OUT of a Limerick in 3.5 seconds!!!
But, feverishly, I digress?

3 Bella-bunnies RISE, stretch, twist, and depart. Ceremoniously captivating. The Old Cafe Boy and "Salve-Maria" go off and share a "Siesta".... DONATELLA (!!?%£&!!!) is busy on her Cell phone (tutte APPS) which is WHERE we get to the TOUGH part...?


BRUTAL. Brutal. "Not in our STARS, dear Brutus, but in OURSELVES?"


The TIRED Tourists, under a (bottle) tree, wondrin' WHAT, WHY, HERE, wondrin' their "far away" NEED? Dressed Pastel PINK, over-CLOTHED, sweltering-brittle under a seemingly BRITTLE frickin' TREE, hating the "Trip", the Hotel, the DYNAMIC, airports, missing luggage,, no-one talks, ALL too busy on their Cell-phones... DESCRIBING their Plight, Joy, Sight-see-ing, VERBIAGE, posting Yesterday's "Selfies" for tomorrow's flagging Orgasm, some place by a Bottle Tree, a canopy, an ETERNITY... from under which, in the mezzo-guiorgno HEAT, MAD DOGS and Englishmen, and Angels fear to tread?




c2017/davedelacroix/LORD BORGO/Selunite-Sicilia.