Our Man in Europe/now Belize, Dave Delacroix -a.k.a. David Michael Oxley on Facebook: "THE YELLOW RIVER!!!"
(dedicato: Sergie, R.I.P.)
The Yellow River
Me & my Spittoon, like T.S.Eliot or wanna dem Poet fricks in 1950s CLOTHED in Tweed s, my "life, measured in coffee spoons", not like Dylan Thomas, POET, a fellow functioning drunk, not posted, as we MUST, for longevity, a SAMPAN floating down a YELLOW river, nobody at the helm?
Me & my Spittoon, lonesome Bar, USA "football/Forty-Nine=ers versus the Lads outta BOSTON,(BULLS!?) rigging a gig/score/predictable & as TUTU Bellas flirting the Saloon Bar, hunting for a security blanket, keyhole Kids, out in the alley awaiting supper?
Me & mah spittoon, chain smoking, wondring how low, how long my money will last, maybe I can run a TAB on this life? Maybe Budweiser, Scotch Whisky will run out? Maybe that girl, I always think about, one day will not forget me?
Me & mah spittoon, throat-cancer SPIT-SPIT-SPIT! (Hence the spittoon?) The 49ers R up by 6 points? BOSTON team have summoned a Catholic Priest. A little OFFSIDE me-thinks like giving the team an extra line of Coke? But then in life all bets R off. What's fair is foul, no fear nor favor...words U hear that hang around?
YO! Just ME & faceless Bartender//absolutely no character/wants to steal my change? The spittoon, SULKING, yet WHOA!!! Just look what walked IN, the bar's swinging louvre doors!?...DOBBEE-DO, HERE I GO AGAIN!!!'...The Yellow River.
c.2025. Dave Delacroix.
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