Our Man, hungry, in Europe/Belize, Dave Delacroix, a.k.a. David Michael Oxley, a.k.a. LORD BORGO con Piacenza-Italy...."These Foolish Things..."
...THESE FOOLISH THINGS, a wall clock, a fave red guitar, a semi-priceless oil painting that won't fit into a burial-casket jar? And a FULL - dang! - MINI-bar, Rock N' Roll benzine, a convenient swimmng pool too, now rarely used, a VISIT from the "Usual Suspects", a "recherche du temps perdu" and when U forget to shave, that sagging erection of yesterday, the blessed sinew of your WHOLE, Beethoven, BACH, Poets John Donne, Keats sing out your Soul, a CHORUS anchors your writhing regrets and that INNER song of love HEART-ATTACKS the grief left behind U... These foolish things, ARGU or MIRTH, Hugs & Kisses all a sentiment; life fornicates with death. Neery abandon all Hope, but the outcome IS innevitable... And just as well? My UN-paid international BAR-TABS R Un-collectable!...
c.2025. Dave Delacroix/No worries. Where's the goddamn Whisky? 12.45 pm. 93 degrees. Corozal-Belize!
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