Our Man in Europe, dave Delacroix, BURY mah Heart in CANOGA PARK, L.A.
Bury my Heart in Canoga Park, babee, may as well. Things gone South in Topanga, Malibu, a myriad of DIIZY pests, mostly outta State Gold-diggers on a way trip to Intelligent, non 390 degrees who know how to SURF, lay Stone, put up your Villa Windows, Chauffeur your Car...
Bury my Heart in Canoga Park, this time, San Fernando Valley. Let-s Guitar-Strum up on Ventura Blvd at the Pickwick, or a Motel or 2...on the STRIP where VALS congregate, Casa-Vera, a line of Cocaine, some place we cannot WIN in an L.A. of HAS-BEENS, bottom-feeders, non-invitations, porn-wallflowers, incestuous.
Bury my Heart in Canoga Park. Death in a swimming pool is an Incidental. What-s important is the insidious Cocktail U hold in your hand when they recover the dead slab of Cheese, her naked STARLET body...recovered from the stilled jacuzzi.
c.2019. davedelacroix. bury my heart in C-Park.
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