Our Man in Europe/now Belize, Dave Delacroix: "The Alluvian.".
(dedicato: Sarah B. Solo.)
....IN THE ALLUVIAN (changing-chemistry) evening .....my prospect, thinking of U? Lost Loves, NEW FOUND Loves, this Life-EVER drives us to wear new Shoes?
Plimsouls', Converse, Sandals, Oxfords, Brogues, FILP-Flops, and IN "apres" LOVE just WHERE DO these SHOES all go!?...
Along with the Zippos, the cheap earrings, lipstick-giz, a mountain of failed Mascara-tubes, shorties, panties, old-kimonos, TU-TU's worn out, bloody "Dicky-bows", TUXEDOES, and that forgotten Song still in your head?
In the Alluvium (changing-whoosit) of a MOMENT an intrinsic-smile, when U brush that heat from out your face, yet U stare your friends beguile who see your inner moment but not sure just what it means, a SEA inside your TEMPEST, if only, actually, they could see?
c. dave delacroix. August. 2025.
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