Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix, TUCUMCARI
dedicato. matt o niel...remote painter-amigo.
TUCUMCARI, long distance, 18-wheeler, long-haul TRUCKER, road-stop, INTERSTATE...Some folks know da Gig, NIGHT n DAY. East OR West. It-s still a long way to Tuscon.
New bella-hippies-intellcts, worrying bout..gals...people concerned with the supply of Coffee AND Cigarettes...1969..Woodstock. Was THAT on Any Woodstock/Sleeping-Bag-PRE-Menstrual mind, pre ALICE-s Restaurant....before ...swish-swish... da Movie. Here now. The PERTERBILT- TRUCK-ROAR, 18-Wheelers. and folks...PEOPLE WORKING! Like in TUCUMCARI. Just Axele grease, exhaust fumes, buggy guys in sweaty clothes and NO GUTHRIE wind or New York-Jewish sinew to cut THRU the Arizona-New Mexico Wind. Coffee like benzine. Chilli served with a Cold heart. Upstate NYC.....Lookin like I get a day off and Spring, just maybe, might be commin again. Tuccuncari. A USA-InterState, famous Truck Stop, ! 15., WE NEVER .....almost 100....out here in the God Damn USA DESERT...frickin YEARS!!!...How-s U I-15 Coffee....TUCCUMCARI,, We MIGHT be on Facebook. It-s the NAME of the Crematoria=People.. Bury OUR hearts in Canago Park, or by !-15, Fort Jackson, Texas, U.S.A.... OK.
meanwhile, dd, at the truro ranche, haning on to his virginity, 2019, and copywright.
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