Our Man in Europe/dae delaroix/ "Borscht!"
(dedicato: Angela Salvidi)
...There's a fly in my soup, a cockroach in my heart, there's a big nose which might smell of stink and there's some KID on the horizon we may have yet to crucify?... Does it matter? NO: as the World turns.
There's a poignancy - I am not qualified? - , an IN-sider's VIPER venom, a "Witchfinder", dunking Devil: "Ou sans les neige daNTAN?" And some KID on the horizon who is yet to save our Souls?
There's (don't choke!?) a domestic bliss, a Gin & Tonic, a kiss, HUG, a forgiveness: and ALL the World's a BONFIRE at that moment when Man and Woman KISS...as we riddle and UN-riddle the bounty beyond our grasp, drowning in our passions?
c2017/davedelacroix/Lord Borgo/Sciacca/Sicily.
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