Our Man in Belize:dave delacroix: no.47: The Succubus/deep blue sea.
DID my Music hit U morning, did I hit U nite, did I hit U Paradise? Did I hit U Wednesday or TUES, did I hit U SAX or "wiv da Blues", sometimes it hurts? Did I hit U Bloody Mary morning, did I TOO reach out and yell, did I hit too; nobody SCREAMING, just talkin bout our Youth?....smokey room?
Did U KILL ME Yesterday, did U kill me in High School, that Belsen-Aushwistz emotion where the lucky ones get out alive? U get some EXAM-passes onto the University Gas Chamber, educational QUADS and from their/THERE, looking for MENGELE twins, Chinese eyes, Poets who can string a ryhme? WHO can spell these days, Nerve Mind Twitter? The accent on NERVE!
Did I awaken on a Winter's solstice day with "jingle bells" dat HOSSAHNAH, the tears/NO RAGE as an embryo to wiggly human-specie, genetically able to kiss Ass, suck dick, or delve into sad humanities deep blue sea? And all that Morning, that glistening, a suction kiss. The Succubus. By golly! Destiny's Lamia! This reptile dosen't play Cricket!?
c.2021, davedelacroix
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