Our Man in Europe/Belize:/dave delacroix: "ONCE i was U!"
Once I was U, like U, the Dude, knew the SCREW with a handle that was shaking?
ONCE I was U, The VET, the attitude, the coygner of insipid Wisdom, the flawed ICON, the Conquistador of Hearts- that RABID, wading worst to God-s Love-s Eden?
Once I was like U, a gyro-less psychology that SPAT oil/grease in disgust at its every turning; against the wishful MIGHT of its encounters?
Once, solitary, many cold nights-alone, when frigid-cold burnt my loneliness, I BECAME like U and U like Me, in my eyes, a TRUISM that shatters ALL illusions?
Guitar playing ...a desperate option. Once, I was U. U see? Yet UN-like your forebears, the DEAD, I communicate within our LIVING flutter, OUR Gig. Wingless Butterflies. the BUG!
Once I was U. Disillusioned. Can I make U a Sandwich!?
c.2022. davedelacroix, corozal, Belize.
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