Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix, No.34: ZIPPO LIGHTER.
When the ZIPPO lighter speaks CREOLE and your Smokeroni looks sphaghetti and the Crime scene takes U back to Puberty or a SITU with clean Under-shorts, don't U wish- back in Afghanistan shooting who-ever/the Military/said? It's always TOuGH to get out of KABUL. A Soldier.,
When U R ....your Thoughts....running down, outside the Green Zone.
A WHOOSHIT in ROME, absolutely NAKED, passed CARRIBINERRI who absolutely do not give a dam, HOW do U think about your Nakedness?
U R OLD. Some BRAT walks by your CITADEL. By your PANTHEON.
When the DEVIL kisses your GAL; How do U re-act? Do U roll over and DIE or do U say: "Hello!"?
When the ZIPPO Lighter fails to SPARK; quit smoking, go nuts, or just make a Curry!?
And in the CON-CUSSION/SHELL Shock of actual WAR how do U write THIS; a postcard? A ZIPPO Lighter and a Mind's eye.
c.2021, dave delacroix, belize.
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