Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix... Love and Death in the time of Virus.
She loves ME she loves me NOT. Better get a handle on this Son, Ring-a-ring-a Roses we ALL fall down like Yesterdays Clown. Dat Dude! U KNOW the one... IN THE MIRROR... and as pretty girls make graves so SHALL your heartache be saved. Alas.
He loves ME he loves me Not. Better I wile my Fandango at a Boutique, afterall, am I not the Queen of the TOWN, the Queen of the Dead, as dead as they can be. I nudge bodies with my toe and NO response sings back to ME... till I fall down.
WE, the Loved, the DEAD or dying who cannot catch breath for counting corpses in the Hospital Halls, when DOES this retribution end...sings the bold Son, the fair Maiden, the Doctor and SO many brave Nurses who can love you but now ....you cannot love back.
c.march 2020, davedelacroix.
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