Our Man in Europe, dave Delacroix..... OUIJA-BOARD!
*dedicato Wolfgang, Walle and Rudi, mein Erfkriest-KOLN-Mensch of yesteryear...and Kreschen Assback, bruder, Swester Felicita im Bergheim.
OUIJA-BOARD!
U-here!....Babee...Morte…
Don-t be STUPID, I-m sitting NEXT to U
DOH!! Sorry Babee. Thought we were S-posed
to connect to the DEAD
I AM Dead, U Idiot
but for the LIFE of Me
I can-t BELIEVE
I got seated
NEXT to U.
SO, U R here.
OF COURSE I-m here!
I BOUGHT the tickets
to this SEANCE.
WHAT R U wearing..
TURN UP the fake candles,
U-ll see.
IS THERE ANYBODY THERE!!!
Just Me, your In-suffering Life-Partner
DESTINY,
All your I'M-patient Creditors
are in the shadows,
sinister-fangs-extended.
Can We call up the Ghost of
the SOLVENT past..
Maybe, Honey.
Get EVERYONE to put their FINGER
on the Glass!
OK! Shout, ABRACADRABRA-doobie!
Then jump out of the back window!
I LEAVE U, my Love,
my Ouija-board, my destiny!
Please thank the SPIRITS
who provided the London TAXI
this side of St. James Park
a scant mile
from Buckingham Palace.
c2019,davedelacroix,cafe porta Palermo, Sciacca-sicily.
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