Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix... IAGO!

Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix.... IAGO!

dedicato. Dat Gal I met in Aspen, Colo. Worried bout sitting on the Pot Farm in CAL. Never saw her again.

IAGO!!

There-s ALWAYS an IAGO
Your Bitch
Your Brother
your Bartender
your Best Friend
and either-DUX
might be the Dude
or that VIXEN U once knew
who craves her Hour-s Pussy
on Your Stage, her Heaven,
COLD, UN-touched
that permeates, the Sad Cafe arrives!
A crushed-paper Coffee cup.
Love-s Forgotten.
The worst!

There-s ALWAYS a BRAVO
wants to pay the Bill
kick your Ass
be a Fuck-blocker
not ALWAYS Sicilian
but mostly LATIN
got a bad left-eye,  and some say.
ORIGAMI
always kills Romance,
an abstract SUBMARINE.
GOSSIPS sink ships
sending so many brave hearts
to Love-s watery grave.
and yet your IAGO prevails.

There-s always, U know, an IAGO.
That SUIT, that IAGO
Off the Peg, Un-tailored
some sash flair for the HOLLOW who DARE
to look, to look, what came before
and their low-rent ever-after.
Still. Like a VAMPYRE.
Look in the MIRROR.


c.2020. davedelacroix, chateaux-0suisse, GERS, France.