Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix, in MEXICO; the CANCUN Diaries, No.33: The Lollipop Lady.
...WHEN ALL YOUR HIGHWAYS escape, SHUT DOWN, can-t see day for night; when BEACONS out, no signal-FWD how do U lie to yourself, arrogantly-blind, how do U GET to your Casa when all your last Boogie don-t make a Song?
When all your Love dispersed, that Gig U said was Yours, compounded-later in some existential Vital; the toothpaste on the teeth/face MIRROR with which U RAGE, day-s dawning? Reflections CLAW at your Tomorrow-s highway. Yo! No Prisoners.
And the LOLLIPOP LADY, the Crossing Guard, helping School Kids across the street: Her Song for YOU?...
c.2021. davedelacroix, calle yalahan,cancun-mexico, 31 January.
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