Our Man in Europe...In Mexico...dave delacroix. The CANCUN DIARIES, No. 22: The Road to Palenque.
dedicato: Lady Tania Botello.
A KISS TO PALENQUE, no Conquistador could know. No swagger, no RAPIER, no FANDANGO in this GEO-SLUMBER JUNGLE that horizons EL DORADO with every CORTEZ, a High-Rise HOTEL to dwarf history-s intrinsic divinity. But a KISS. A Yucatan shore breeze. A beach. A KISS TO PALENQUE: Who will bring the ROMANS-the ZERO, who invents MY MAYAN WHEEL whilst I, for U, predict the movement of the STARS! Nothing less. A kiss to Palenque; I leave my heart in Sacrifice, that double helix of contradiction which leaves the Gods in despair. Oh Babee! A kiss to Palenque, THEN, now, tomorrow...and WE in love, somehow, waxing lyrical: nowhere or shamed within our inter-cultural intimacy. Let-s set a Course and Sail, to Cathay, to India where Wise Men/Women understand our diversity!
c.2021, dave delacroix. calle yalahan, cancun-mexico.
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