OUR MAN in EUROPE/BELIZE; dave delacroix: "RAGTIME!"

 Our Dude in EUROPE/Belize, dave delacroix: "RAGTIME!"

ITS-ALL we GOT! That SPIT in our invective, that CURSE U know which never goes anywhere, cept round & round, that FINGER to RUSSIAN TANKS or the CRAPPOLA U ditched dating, that bitch that U rediscovered when all Romantic-bets were KAMIKAZI: to WHOM do U SCREAM on a laid back, Incredible String Band -afternoon?

ITS ALL a BLOCK, no hunting, no furtive, just the RUINS of your SENSITIVITY: Bastards-Bitches, time & place: WAVE your SCIMITAR-wildly; maybe crop a head or 2: Poor headless friends who died in your conceptual ZOO: For six decades do U sleep or wake or follow histrionics, a bad Novel, a POEM but in YOUR hand, DESPAIR!...awaiting your Signature?

c.2022. dave delacroix, corozal, belize.

OUR MAN in Europe/BELIZE: dave delacroix: "The Scorpion."

Our Man in EUROPE/BELIZE, dave delacroix: "The Scorpion." 

The SCORPION on your bath rug, shower-splashed, glistening-black, awaiting your toe, foot, your tread into kingdom-come: Hallelujah! Your END: Inconceivable! Had SO much to do!...?

c.2022, dave delacroix. Corozal, Belize.

Our Man in Europe/Belize, dave delacroix: "HOLIDAY!"

Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix: "Holiday!" 

NOT-GOT-WHAT that JIMSTA that fingers your cerebral screw, the YOU?...So THERE U R prancing on Main Street OR on a mountainside wearing Lederhosen/Langerie: BAA-BAA, U know what every BODY also knows: Your KEEP. (Last night in town?)

NOT-WOZ-U: That MUNDANE dolly-WOG U see in dawns MIRROR; who have .....MADE IN JAPAN/CHINA...reflection? Singing popular Song, an ephipfany or catwalk to tomorrow-s repetition? Nobody-s wardrobe: Welcome! (Dont forget to Write!)

IS-GOT-WHAT that NUBILITY that worms inside, loathe to writhe, Iconic-shattered, yet clutches to illusions, foundations of Myth, and Genetic wrath. (I thought the Pool wasnt heated?)

Did U have a good Holiday?

c.2022. Dave delacroix.

OUR MAN in EUROPE/BELIZE, dave delacroix: "Spanish Moss."

 OUR MAN IN EUROPE/BELIZE, dave delacroix: "Spanish Moss."

(dedicato; Larry Parker/Family in Gretna Parish, New Orleans)

(A Song!)

O Spanish Moss will U come back to stay, O Spanish moss a lay-and-a-lay, through out the night, holding me tight; O Spanish Moss, U sway and U sway.

O Spanish Moss, I loved her so true, O Spanish Moss, till Yesterdays You; throughout the night, holding her tight, she lies under the tree... you decorate!

O Spanish Moss I mourn to this day, plying my rage, this Life-s disarray; throughout the night, no love-s  kernel sight, but O Spanish moss, she IS: SHE sways?

O Spanish Moss the words Un-said, the words and the WHISPERS we might have said?...Through out our night, no dawning in sight, too late for Lovers despite.

O Spanish Moss how love is so cruel, leaving this Moon to wane evermore; throughout the night, grief in the night, On Spanish Moss do I flail or remain? O Spanish Moss, this fool!!!

c.dave delacroix., April. 2022.

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/Corozal-Belize: Corozal Dreaming!

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/Corozal-Belize: COROZAL DREAMING!

(dedicarto: Ester Rodriguez)

ALL THE LEAVES R brown, yet the SKY is BLUE. I went to fix my PAPERS, mah Mommas documents too? But if I didnt WALK, or talk-that-talk? COROZAL-BZ DREAMING left me in the lurch?

All the Leaves (Immigration Office)  R whoosit, like my HEALTH-CARE, SKIN-CANCER, PROSTATE-SITU, no-one cares?...No direction...QUEUE! Nobody got a QUEUE NUMBER, fight for RIGHT...to ENTER?  And I Right, the Old Gal with KIDS in front oF U? GOTTA hit the TOILET: Prostate Boog-a-loo, the RE-JOIN, disabled, the QUEUE, sign a FORM, hit the TREASURU, then BACK to the IMMIGRATION boog-a-loo. queue Babee, got GRIT: In the HEAT can U QUEUE again?...No toilet in sight? Pick a NUMBER for DISPAIR?

All the leaves R brown. All the leaves R browN; that STAND in front of your sad-tropic-CITADEL! And the Civic-PATHOS.. U endow. When NATIVE upon BZ NATIVE somehow frown?

ALL the Manzettas are in full, burning bloom, the PALMS sway, BZ bambinos, like joyous swarms, run into the sea, gladly and wave back to U & Me!...Our reflection? Sometimes KISSES fail. The OLD we WAIL!!!

c.dave delacroix. Corozal-Belize.

OUR MAN in EUROPE, Belize-UKRAINE, No: 007: Death in Paradise!

 Our Man in Europe, Belize-Ukraine, No: oo7: Death in Paradise!

Death IN Paradise will give U a Clue, what U make of IT is in your Will and the darkness U bring TO it which bubbles to the surface like OLD SINS, casting dark shadows; who cries OUT -like WILDLIFE caught on empty roads, HEADLIGHTS that shock-stare-ZONE! YOU? MEDIA? Your dreams?

Death in Paradise; guess PARADISE dont want U, maybe never did? U killed your pet Cat, fucked your bambino-Sister!.. On to anti-social-crime, a floating Parasite that from time to time washes upon Paradises tranquil  shore? (In which DECADE did U lose your Soul?)...(personal note). CONFESS!

PARADISE, post-past-grief! (Black Angels TWITCH their rustic Wings!) at St. Peters Gate, except for the dis-robed, the RE-nounced, OLIGARCHS and OR the guilty NAKED!!!...Couple o-bucks in the Carribean, James Rees-Mogg? (UK Oligarch) counting his complex...  Tax-free Abacus?

Death IN Paradise, Paradise: UNDER SEIGE, like Mariupol, surrounded by graveyards, MORTALS who tried to ENTER-IN: Paradise, which PRODS your Earthly syncronic BILE then washes its hands over just where U GO, the place that U must DIVE or double down, the threat of WW3 and ALL the PUSS that U can breath? Pity the Farmer, Shepherd, dumb-ass Kids, a Truck Driver, long distance-\HOME and NON-INTERNET folks sayin "Leave me alone!" .....For your Paradise?

c.2022. dave delacroix.\

OUR MAN in EUROPE, dave delacroix: "DOIN TIME!"

 

OUR MAN in EUROPE, dave delacroix: "Doin Time."

TIME took its SWEET... like TIME always does when U R about to be  HUNG in your finality?  TIME catches its breath in the heaving of YOUR loves breath when her bosom breathes fire into your tomorrow? As TIME will do. TIME exercises when U are sprite & FREE, especially when U have nothing to say, yet mean it? TIME is funny like that. TIME enjoys your ambevalense (spell? Ask Time!) : careless. TIME echo-s your Days, your crazy life, your DEEDS, and when U sleep, TIME is by your side. And  when U die? There-s that. U R not alone. TIME will nurses U from birth to your grave...as TIME will do.TIME never leaves you. Best/Worst buddy U ever had; a godless shadow.

c.2022. dave delacroix.

OUR MAN (dave) in EUROPE, "A Minuete."

 Take down your HORN Caliope! SHREIKE Cassandra! OLD AGE descends! A pre-recqusite of Mortality that WE motals ignore...(dah-dah)...

... until...BLOW your immortal horn, CHARLIE PARKER who dances Jazz notes into SILVER infinity,  OR...BIX Beiderbeck: footnotes of what-U-Gonna-BE?

 There-s always a worthless POET, somehow, ahead of U? Francois Villion, Beaudelaire, Apollinaire, that Rimbaud kid? (THEY were FRENCH) Now its UP to....where ever U live?

TAKE DOWN your first AMOUR: heartbreak, UN-curdles yet IGNITE your future perspective: Do U fuck your SOUL  or mix a Margarita? Nobody-s perfect. JEEZE! I-m in BELIZE!!?!

WE used to "party" in Highgate/London Graveyard; BIG TIME Victorian MONUMENTS, tombstones: Karl Marx? He-s one. Before HIS monument: Many beer Cans! (1970s)..."Susan Bonner!", she was "next door", a cheerful tombstone, a minuete.

 Alive or DEAD, we dance IN our Time. Always wondered bout Susan Bonner, also, a dead person?.......We danced, archaic, in our youth...amongst the dead?

Take down your HORN Caliope, Cassandra? ...whisper in my EAR: some whispered wisdom we yearn for? Universally, ATLAS, sitting on our GLOBE has both fingers in his ............(fill in blank.).

Take down your HORN Caliope: No-one can hear...year after year.

c.dave delacroix. 2022.

OUR Man in Europe/dave delacroix/"Jack-off-PUTIN!"

OUR Man in EUROPE/dave delacroix/ ""Jack-Off-PUTIN!"

OUR FRANTIC MASTURBATION ASIDE, Russia-UKRAINE: do U think WE can ever fall in love again? My KIDS love YOUR KIDS, listen to the SAME MUSAK, dance in unison?

FRANTIC MASTURBATION ASIDE, Russia-UKRAINE our ARTISTS...the ones not DEAD...can UNIFY with Str. Petersburg, Russias CULTURE?

 No-one WEARS a UNIFORM in CULTURE; we wear COSSACK boots, linen shirts, we ride horses in FREEDOM; we drink VODKA: the blood we SHARED to kill NAZI TANKS; old people HERE remember our mutual Yesterdays:

. A POET will say...ETERNAL MASTURBATION!!!...But YOU J|ACK-|OFF in Stupidity!!!...and some pathetic, historical, non-evolution DARKNESS; pathetic in 2022?...RETIRE or SUICIDE BUDDY!

c.2022. dave delacroix. 

OUR MAN in Europe/Belize: "Elegy."

Our Man in Europe/Belize: "Elegy".

(dedicato: Lizbeth-Michele)

...NOBODY WANT DAT BAD NEWS, ask anyone ever HAD? NOBODY want dat Reggae-Tune? NOBODY, but NO-ONE wants that LONELY-BLUES, if U ever had? Sudden Death Slicers. Cuts a SMILE in half and the PEOPLE-jiggle without direction; no-manh knows what to DO when Nobody wants that BAD-BREW.

NOBODY FIESTA when a DARK STREAM covets the GIG. There-s a LULL in the BOUNCE, a fleeting-TERROR in the Groove and an UN-whispered shade of, "WHO R U?"...amongst close friends, Cousins, outright strangers; no malice.

NOBODY WANTS dat THIRD DEGREE (?), that past SLAVE-WHIPLASH, that MURDERED every Nations Ancestors, the IN-HUMAN traffic that MAn-on-MAN inflicted, remembered in ALL peoples Spiritual aspiration?

NOBODY WANTS dat bad bad-boogie in their EARS: History-s ECHO resounds and makes us FIGHT yet more for our Pride? And U think that History-s FELLOW MAN would have known better?

c.2022, dave delacroix.

OUR MAN in Europe, dave delacroix: (Happy days!): "We R da Doomed!"

Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix: (Happy days!): "WE R da DOOMED!" 

WE ARE THE DOOMED. Absolutely! When RICH MEN make WAR we POOR FUCKS: DOOMED! WE are the DOOMED, soling our shoes, picking out DRESSES, what to wear tonight?

WE ARE THE DOOMED, TOTALLY DOOMED. No need to PACK ya Bric-a-brac? WE ARE THE DOOMED because U stayed SILENT or considered a GLOBAL PROBLEM just might go away?

WE ARE THE DOOMED, absolutely WORTHY of DOOMED in a CONSPIRACY of SILENCE or FEAR to put YOUR LIFE on the line?

WE ARE THE DOOMED, the DOOM people, still shopping, gambling Stock-market...till the bitter end, then POOF!!!...Ya ballroom days R over Babee!...

c.2022. dave delacroix.

OUR MAN in EUROPE, dave delacroix: War & Peace.

OUR MAN in Europe, dave delacroix: WAR & PEACE.

(Movie project for Marquis Jean Debats/GERS..Le Project!)

 IN WAR & PEACE did we ever; in War & Peace, did WE ever; I got a scratched face YOU had an ATTITUDE that lasted between Moscow & Rome; breakfast in PARIS? There was a fight over Cafe-Grande/avec laite: Cafe-de-la-Paix, aptly named: only money for the Metro? Kicked OUT, we had to hitch-hike?

In War & Peace, I was not a MONK, decidedly NOT a NUN yet, ethically, morally, robbing the BANK-CENTRALE, Rue Madelaine sounded like APPOLINAIRE (?); luckily I feigned a hangover (sic), your cohorts arrested, Some Inspector MAIGRET on your case? We had BRIE, PANE, VIN at the DIABLO Cafe. Everyone was arrested but U? Wearing "Hoodies" is SO passe?...I wore a tie/reading newspaper  "Le Monde".

In War & Peace; hiding OUT in Pont St. Cloud next to the INTERPOL central building was a stroke of genius. I wore a COMPLETE disguise when we never rendezvoued. I tanned my face and hands, hung out at the Cafe-Rendezvous des Amis in Montmartre, ever subject to crazy-poverty. In War & Peace? In DIJON, train station: WANTED POSTER. Crime? In or OUT we R always ON the run? Ask anyone!

c.2022, dave delacroix. ourmanineurope.

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix; "The RUINS of MARIUPOL.!

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix;  "The RUINS of MARIUPOL."

TONITE!? I-DIED. Close Pal of VLAD PUTIN. Dont KNOW whats going on; heard Rumours. Bunch of GHOSTS busting my SLEEP; apparently I am IVAN, the terrible one?....My Soviet Protection Plan has resulted in Ukrainian FULL WARFARE against Anti-NAZIS-BROTHERS, a decafe KREMLIN which I cannot control?

TONIGHT I-DIED. A Winter-Palace: Who storms IT, the Idealists or the Mafia!? And then, s-posing FREEDOM OF SPEECH, who should I ....destitute, VOTE for? Join AN ARMY...to die for? For WHAT?

TONIGHT in St. Petersburg, Moscow, Minsk, Kyiy; do I KILL my COMRADES who together we sacrificed OUR BLOOD, our Young Lads AND Brave Girls....WW2... to HAVE to DO this all over again?

(U kidding?)

Tonight: Putins WAR. PUTINS Hell. I hear he has $500 million in his Bank? Perhaps he can BUY some bandages for the Russian & Ukrainian wounded or BUILD a TEMPLE to his disgrace & Despair? What GODS ABOVE I call to END this Rectus-Mortal?

c.2022. dave delacroix. RUINS of MARIUPOL...Who will repair!?

Our Man in Europe, Close-Confident of Vlad Putin; "Happy Days!" No.3:

 VLAD PUTIN the IMPALER?

Bunch of folks in a Comunial GRAVE. Wearing socks, S...executed in town square; how DO, in 2022 do ? Clothes Designer. Must-have tripped across a Missile Strike; poor Russian-conscript-LADS, wearing gloves: Russia-Ukraine; were WE not BROTHERS? Or KILLING the LADS who R ORDERED to KILL US?  How do we SCREAM when BOTH we fought Hitlers Panzer Tanks!? Yesterdays HELL, for godssake!!!

Bunch of FOLKS, old, disabled, garden=cultivation, carrots, lettuce, raddishes; my SON ...(PUTIN!), the IN-visibility of PROGRESS has failed (IN RUSS IA) to EN-join U in World Peace.....Ever though about JOINING NATO?....(Why not> U do it too?) Less STRESS, more hugs!? Vlad-Putin: Cannot I BE, freely? And just WHO R U to tell ME how I feel? Or HOW I would, freely, like to live?

Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix, apr, 2022: hot line to kremilin.

OUR MAN IN EUROPE, dave delacroix: MariUpol, Ukraine."Ballet-lessons."

 OUR DUDE in Europe, dave delacroix; Mariupol, Ukraine: "Ballet-lessons."

SING ME a Mariupol, a Port for St.Mary. a DEVASTATION UN-known. Sing me an AUSHWITZ, a Treblinka, a HOLIDAY-CAMP, the kind barbarians CREATE, Man on MAN? Sing me a Song of SPRING where the kids, happily, go mindless, BLINDLY into an ADULT World?

Sing me a Song of MARY, or that KID, a body, lying in the ADULTS war-torn debris? Naturally, we must CANCEL her BALLET-lessons, let her School-chums know, she-s gone away? And that "almost" Boy-friend she had? (We-ll whisper to his parents?)...in MARIUPOL. 

SING ME a song of MARIUPOL. I sing for a 12 yr old. Forgetting is a Crime. Her picture-books, her laptop, her wishes/asperations!!!!....Sing THIS SONG of Mariupol when YOU try to sleep at Night. For WHO goes gently INTO this good night? Possibly, not You! NO LOGIC can redeem your WAR-throat-intention or the PERSON U thought U knew?

c.2022, dave delacroix.

OUR MAN in EUROPE, dave delacroix; "HAPPY-DAYS" No.1: "All my Guitars."

OUR MAN in Europe, dave delacroix; "Happy Days!" No.1: "All my Guitars."

(dedicato: Oscar Pop/Steve Nover.)

...ALL MY GUITARS, begged, borrowed BOUGHT or Stolen, gifted, WISHED-UPON or just fell into your hands in a Career of STRUM? World famous Songs/ANTHEMS are born in such STOCK; a Divorce, a CRIME! A Revolution, a Loneliness? The day U put your LIFE down on the line?

All my Guitars, my ANCIENT Pals, whose CASES like a LAWYER, Ive, traveling, slept upon like a/sleeping-bag, hopeless progress, willing IT to deliver me by spontaneity into a ROAR of Praise, an audience of affirmation: THERE walked my brittle Guitars? THERE we were upon Life-s Stage?

All my Guitars, Stolen, purloined, Autographed, hanging on another NO-hopers Wall; broken pegs & Strings, no-longer a Creators magic Ring!? DULL (the Guitar) it cries! The Wrong hands! Where is the AUTHOR of my Majesty? Who wails MACBETH, ambitions-decree?

(Not a PEEP out of....Denver Joe?)

All my Guitars, fondness, love, in Madagascar, a faraway semblance, THAT AFRICA I tried to rise above, leastways  LIBERATE!? And all my long-gone GUITARS that STRUM in my troubled sleep, yet their collective AND IN-difference leaves ONE without the OTHER.... divided between a STRUM and the Words where once we met? All accolades fail and my Guitars, now still;  except this Song that permeates until my dying day.

WHO sing now? And WHO sings of UN-dying Love?

c.2022, dave delacroix, corozal, Belize (aged 66).