Our Man in Europe/now Belize, Dave Delacroix: "Wisdom-Circling!"
...(Song:)...I just don't need People anymore. I just don't need the madding crowd no more. Old-International friends, I observe, inter-net, I rejoice by proxy, old LOVES ashes, but neither do we need them knocking at our door.
I just don't need the "rag n'tazz" the World in which we careened and ALL that JAZZ for which we all screamed? Now I walk a lonely Blues, not for everybody's Brogue or shoes like kissin' Yesterday "Goodbye!" Who cries for Tomorrow!? Who cries for Today!?
A "SALUTE!!!" I now just don't need your fantail in my face. There's fossil-evidence. Dental-DNA> proving nothing but Life's repetition. But a campfire SONG or 2 will change my tune: The GODZ never give up on our Spirit!
...I just don't need FOLKS anymore. The madding crowd, AWAY! AWAY! I indulge in memory as I sliver into the swimming pool to drink Wisdom's circling. A FADE like a fugitive that can never get away.
c.dave delacroix,
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