Our Man in Europe, BELIZE, dave delacroix: "New Kids Rag."

 OUR MAN in EUROPE/Belize, dave delacroix: "NEW KIDS RAG!"

(dedicato: Dain Michael Kavanaugh)

NEW KIDS RAG: I get to die. U old fricks, your POETRY, it SUCKS, U agree? New KID RAG: U tied it up in KNOTS, that damn thing which WE salute, that hope & Joy, the THING we HOPE to BE? NEW KID RAG, slither. Or Ragtime into eternity? Artists are always vanquished!!!

NEW KID RAG, PAINT or Sculpture, DANCE & Rhyme: that nubile INDIJESTION that pirouetes across IMAGINATION under the JAWS of Gays, JEWS, Agents (Talent), Biker-Roadies, Concert Retards, SMUT-Cogniscenti, Paparazzi...its AMAZING a Ballerina can make it to the BALLET RUSSO, never mind  getting out of her OWN Village/town without being (in 2022) BURNT for a WITCH!?...How she SAILS across the Stage!?..Frayed Wings; her diabolical!

NEW KIDS RAG: How-d U curve that Ryhme? New Kid Rag. Suicide: a delivery. A SHOE, as brutal as a BOOT: The thing with which U walk and from time to time, yet you polish? And walk and walk. A New Kid refugee. A New Kid Rag. See me!? See YOU? HUH!?

NEW KID RAG! Who BOOGIE-BOOGIE and crushes a crystal wine Goblet in a blood-glass-shard shattered hand or making Promises no-one cannot understand? There-s RAGE! FEVER! Who curdles another-s WAIL or captures the sinew of another-s SCREAM!?...Laughing prevails in a New Kids Rag. And THIS, alas, we understand. (IT SUCKS!) Yet WE will sing... We sing! The New Kid-s Rag.

c.dave delacroix