Our Man in Europe/Belize: "DIAMOND BACK!"
The LAMIA (snake, big-one) took a while to shed her skin - they do DO it now & again - to slither into their "Lady Macbeth" tensile role, vinegar, TITS, etc.? (Scottish Play/Shakespeare-dude.)
LAMIA took a while to pronounce MY DOOM, fangs to pounce, a HISS-thingy, slivering, afternoon copulation, around the boudoir, the coiling, whirling, the overhead ceiling fan - just to keep MURDER cool.
The LAMIA then coiled, then suddenly erect SPAT 50,000 years vengeance at me: "U who LOVE yet vanquish me I will KILL!"
So, I immediately (skipping this gig/half naked grabbed a Taxi?), and at my Crib immediately composed a JINGLE for a Soap-Powder T.V. Commercial: "Moon over Sunset! Cocaine isn't good for your Nose?"
The LAMIA, the Copperhead, the Diamond-Back, the VIPER, best she could HAD STRUCK!!! (Some Needle?) Fortunately, I'd been on a diet of Chocolate Biscuits & masses of single malt WHISKY, ergo I survive to write this tale?
c.2025. Dave Delacroix. (My Tab at the Liquor Store is a tad overdue/but cheaper than Doctor's fees.)
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