Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix, I Threw Out the Trash...

Our Man in Europe, dave Delacroix, I Threw Out the Trash...


Off and ON, Sciacca, Sicily weather WHORISH> Knickers Up, knickers...all over the place! Spittle, couldn't rain, little shine, reminding me of a Hooker I knew in Los Angeles who ALWAYS bummed my cigarettes yet wouldn't impart her favours as I was TOO poor, invariably opting for BEL AIR high class fornication, returning, skid row later, kicked out of a stretch limousine,  frazzled... I liked her. I considered her a Santa Monica beach bum friend. Weekends we-d beach bum out in Malibu, clean up, promenade amongst the Movie stars, no-one telling ONE from the Other.

WHOA! There-s CHER!
WHOO! Roseanne!
WHA! Mick Jagger!
LOOK!!! -Me N-You!!!

In Hollywood, trash is trash. A Metropolis of HAS-BEENS looking for that never to be SECOND chance who invariably settle for a 3 bedroom PLUS UTILITIES bungalow in Pacific Palisades, Gold Records on the wall...Has-been THESPIANS, of course, go mostly for a Statuette, VENUS, a poster from some bad Shakespeare festival they massacred in the Netherlands....Whereas I, HOMELESS, care little. I might have prematurely BEEN a Has-been, but the Gal, my buddy, was my Venus.

She O.D.ed in the Malibu Colony grounds, private beach with a minimum of fuss. I got the word from the crew at the BAMBOO and Tony from TONY-s TAVERNA gently pulled me aside....

THAT morning, that DAY we-d talk about doing breakfast, or maybe it was dinner, lunch, some GIG....seems funny, don't it, bawling ya eyes out under a palm tree and throwing out your Trash!
And NOW, On and OFF, Sciacca, Sicily, still a Minstrel beachcomber,  knickers UP, knickers down,  here, down in the nearby  beaches my heart is warmed watching young lovers dance, play, with sea and sand and all the glory yet Unfound....


c2018,davedelacroix, ourmanineurope,sciacca,sicily.