Our Man in Europe, dave Delacroix/David Michael Oxley Esq.: "Cathy come home!"
CATHY COME HOME, from a b/w world, away from OUTSIDE, Neuveux-Noir film, Beatles bands, heavy-metal, Punk and beyond? A kind of loving for "groups/bands" with sub-intellectual ("Smoke on da Water/Stairway to whossis") dynamics though - musically - their RAH may pulse your umbilical, BONGO-Soul/Social-wrangle, the Wind cries whatsa-name or Janie's gotta gun? -perspective without impunity, Lanvin No.6, green Mohican, RAGE, a Saturday-late, Tyger-Tyger in the night?
CATHY come home; DON'T! Yet YODEL if U must, tap-dance to UN-beaten-BEATS, zap the world with your BOOGALOO or teared-waterfall your THRUSH into the world's mouth, let lesser dynamics GARGLE and then: SHOUT!!! The symmetry? Night? Rearrange! Leather or Lace. A Stiletto or a Glock 9mm? (Yet still Film-Noir?)
CATHY, UN-forgotten, left home now long ago. U make your bed where U sleep, not much here in Pasadena but still a home, a Life's "Canvasarai", a voyage to hell & back; no-one KNOW the Holy Trinity, a Girl, pregnant, a Child, a God above nor who clean-sweeps Destiny, the Man-in-the-Moon, or inherent, Love's first kiss? Full Moon's light to shine a path?
CATHY come Ho me! Greek-Roman Gods rumble SKIES across Man's blight of Righteousness, torn twix an ICON, a MANTRA, the benevolence in a mother's eyes. BE-DEVILLED, who counts Wisdom in our misery, a family, a domestic, WE of millions, as tropic bugs bite into our:
"Dadda? I married a Chinese Man!"
"Does he speak Cantonese, Mandarin?"
"No Pops. Graduated-NYU. He was born in Brooklyn!"
c.davedelacroix, corozal, belize, 2025.
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