OUR MAN in EUROPE/BELIZE, dave delacroix: "S-all bout Me!"
(dedicato: Marc Pierson, Poet.)
It-s ALL about ME when some "promise" took my Hymen, it-s what U believe when I rallied to a Soldier, then quelled the waters, my mind-adverse and kings, princes, courtiers, my suitors perverse who Mandolin Song, my breasts, my ankles: all about me, love-s kisses we hardly...SEX IS QUICK!...never NEW as I piloted my body for a Strangers view, a pulsing heart, a lady-s pumping ribcage of Pride and all God-s gift a GIRL propounds inside? What Boy can know a Girl-s living Suicide?
It-s all about ME, your Wife, Mistress, the bespectable Librarian or some well-dressed (arent they always/what they got?) GAL U will see on the Boulevard? TWO abortions, a FELLINI movie, U approach? A Lady who could KARATE your whimsical-Romantica?...Better U go back to your pithy boyhood school where U learn ALL BOUT U...but NOT the tragic killer Gals u may MEET before finding a LAMIA-S hug? HA!!!...Too late!? Chauvinist attitude gets U...table at the SAVOY?...probably not. Were U forewarned? Ya Mamma should know? Class, Culture, Time after Time to wean U into dust! EGO-CENTRAL: S-all, after-all... bout Me!
S-all bout Me; maybe U TOO who sailed, dreamlike, those little toy boats, in childhood, that we ALL launched into forever, ICONICALLY, yet never again expected to see?.....(10 following paragraphs here...available /please fill in blanks!)...:S-all bout guess U!... Tomorrow? I get a Haircut. No worries.
c.davedelacroix, 2022, Belize.
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