Our Man in Europe/Belize, Dave Delacroix: "Too late the Hero!"
(dedicato: Sebastian Barker, POET, son of GEORGE BARKER, major-POET, author of "SPAIN!" both who I railed with in 1970s London.)
...Too late the Hero...
"A le recherche du temps-perdu" VERSUS the rigor-mortis of Tradition, that RICTUS-expression famous amongst corpses, that leaden coffin where it belongs with childhood toys, souvenirs, teenage epiphanies. Afterall U cannot take them (the old Guitars?) when U GO?
Too late the Hero. Too late that popular song...to ensure dominion -World Peace? -A travel bag, LIFE'S halfway packed, E-Tickets awaiting, E-Mail farewell rehearsals and Jazz to wail or rave about on your return?
The Labyrinth of Memory circling Time's perpetual DRAIN. Regrets, remorse? "Alors! Repetez-encore?" A sinew, a stroke of a Clerks' feathered NIB? An official Governmental STAMP? DEAD!? Yup. Again.
"A le recherche du temps perdu" (memories of past times) VERSUS the Customs/Traditions U imbibed VOMIT NOW, a swarm of serpents from your oral decay, once a symbol, a place in the Sun, that Day of Days and the Love U almost won.
c.2025. Dave Delacroix.
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