Our Man in Every Mile, Dave Delacroix: "The Maltese Falcon!"

 Our Man in Whossis, Dave Dave Delacroix; "The Maltese Falcon!"

...YOUR EYES open, open my sweet, a Cleopatra subduction, a feline treat, a smile to beguile, a 10,000 year- brush of your hair? And there I was, just foot-dangling, a Marlowe-Detective in old L.A. town, a mark for M, a mark for zero, the smokey coffee drifted through the venetian blinds that made me think of U.

I cheesed a Whisky shot from the bucket desk draw. Tasted wicked, tasted raw. A killer in a Satin dress? The MALTESE FALCON under your dress.

Your eyes R OPEN, glassless glare, some punk/relation took care, LU-TENANT BREEZE losing his hair to figure OUT his case. There's no justice in this World, U fall in Love it quickly ends. The freeway stops for No-one. Broken hearts in every mile.

Your eyes R open, there's a ghast in your mile and a labyrinth awaiting a ZAP & a guile.

c.2025. dave delacroix.