Our Man in Europe/Worthless Dude, Dave Delacroix: "That midnight swim"
...That NUDE midnight swim, lights ON in the pool, GREAT GATSBY, no-one shooting this fool? Everything calm, everything cool, what can go wrong, everything RIGHT? Yet edging into your MIND-Superstition! (Find another Therapist!?)...
(Singing:) "Goe with child a mandrake root, tell me where all past year's "R", WHO (Fucker!) cleft the Devils foot (POEM by John Donne:) He goes ON to say: "Teach me to hear mermaids singing or to stave-OFF envies stinging & find what winde...' (he goes on to say:) "TEACH ME" (Think a Detroit Tro, The Supremes/Matha Reeves & the Vandellas), PHIL SPECTOR could'a helped this POET 'cept for shooting a groupie in crazy L.A.: "To find an honest mind." In retrospect pitiful.
Do Elephants lose their memory? Do Giraffes fail to shade under tall trees? The "Schinghtor" of our mortality which claws at our every deed?
Did I tell U'bout when I gotta ROYAL-FLUSH/Poker machine- Las Vegas? Yet just when DO U go to GOD (?). Is it a mentality in which U belong?
Thankfully, a moonless night, that midnight swim somehow washes away other folks' perceptions of your - I guess - your Sins. All those Hillbilly Baptists out there (frickin Idiots) going "YAW=YAW-YAW" on some Tenneses' public radio? Ya gotta wonder?
c2025. Dave Delacroix.
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