Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix, IN BELIZE, No. 2: The Road to Corozal.

 Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix, IN BELIZE, No. 2: The Road to Corozal.

dedicato: Dr. Marc Nadeau.

Can I get a ride to Corozal? Can I get a ride with U? I sold all my Chillies-Mangoes by the roadside and then I thought of U? I thought of our Perfect Summer? I thought of our Paradise=Dream come true?

Ain-t U dat Bikini from 1989? Yup! Well I got OLDER too? We met before!

And I thought about the here-after when two Souls, once, then One became the Universal horizon, that gift of young love? Passions-fuel!?

Yet in  the HERE & NOW: Can I get a ride to Corozal in North Belize? I have Mangoes for Market? And Nobody knows just where I live? Yo!  Nobody knows US? Nobody knows just what we Know, as  nobody dreams for US or cares and WHY...should they, but as they drive on by.... we are fixated in their touristic stare? Pandemic-Selfies!...? The Doctor and Me?

2 freckled-wrinkled human roadside deposits that WERE once-were? Kids who once danced and  loved? Our LADIES, floral, who embue the Carrabean Song night sky, it-s JOY!

YO!!! Do U know the way to Corozal? Do U know it True? And does it mean as much to me as IT does to U... on the road to a town in Belize... called Corozal... where I first met my roadside Love selling Mangoes-Chillies and an open-heart?...

Can I get a ride to Corozal? Can I get a ride with U?...

C. dave delacroix, Corozal, Belize. Beware the Ides of MOMM.