Our Man in Europe/ dave delacroix/ "The Sphinx..."
...The graveyard of (Music) the One-Hit-Wonders, like the eternal Sphinx - sensa - nose-scenting has NO sense of direction for the lavish perfumes exuded by the expensive tourists ....or the Cordite in a Terrorist's bomb? That GIZA "Special": Allah BACK-YA!? CHANEL No.: To Extinction?
WHO sings for the Victims, who sings for the Dead, the Dead-Canzone of that "double-helix" "I fucked U Over" into Rock & Roll Paradise....whose OBSCURE end is where they began; LAUGH! CRY! GET DRUNK! Got a FIX!? There's NO "Heroes" in Sacrifice, just bloody - innocent - victims and only the roar of the mindless hordes, flagging arms like windmills; not waving, just drowning? -which, to the see-ing eye, identifies....yup....the graveyard - U were THERE! - of impassioned Youth?
And a Zillion Head-Stones, born-died, usually: 2 years apart...like GOOD PALS whistling a "One Hit Wonder" in the rain, on the bus, arriving at Life/work, usually 5 to 10 minutes late, hopefully, like THE EXPLOSION, singing: "SHA-LA-LA-LA-LA-LEE!" That graveyard of the One Hit Wonder. And "Into"? ...Like the Sphinx, looking perplexed at YOU for a Cipher...for a much longer breath and for a longer Song?...
c.2018, davedelacroix, Madrid, Spain.
...The graveyard of (Music) the One-Hit-Wonders, like the eternal Sphinx - sensa - nose-scenting has NO sense of direction for the lavish perfumes exuded by the expensive tourists ....or the Cordite in a Terrorist's bomb? That GIZA "Special": Allah BACK-YA!? CHANEL No.: To Extinction?
WHO sings for the Victims, who sings for the Dead, the Dead-Canzone of that "double-helix" "I fucked U Over" into Rock & Roll Paradise....whose OBSCURE end is where they began; LAUGH! CRY! GET DRUNK! Got a FIX!? There's NO "Heroes" in Sacrifice, just bloody - innocent - victims and only the roar of the mindless hordes, flagging arms like windmills; not waving, just drowning? -which, to the see-ing eye, identifies....yup....the graveyard - U were THERE! - of impassioned Youth?
And a Zillion Head-Stones, born-died, usually: 2 years apart...like GOOD PALS whistling a "One Hit Wonder" in the rain, on the bus, arriving at Life/work, usually 5 to 10 minutes late, hopefully, like THE EXPLOSION, singing: "SHA-LA-LA-LA-LA-LEE!" That graveyard of the One Hit Wonder. And "Into"? ...Like the Sphinx, looking perplexed at YOU for a Cipher...for a much longer breath and for a longer Song?...
c.2018, davedelacroix, Madrid, Spain.
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