Our Man in Europe/Dave Delacroix/now Belize: "A Trinity of Mood."
1)... My FAVORITE BLINGS!" (Apres le chanson: The Sound of Music movie.)
(Singing:) SMOKIN & DRINKING, cussing & stinking, days of not shaving & slovenly behavior, cheating at CARDS, pissing in my back yard; these R a few of my favorite things? These R a few of my fave bling's?
Rocking & Rolling (generally abusive), tomorrow's a blast, yesterday's forgotten-those days never last; promisers-promisers tied up in strings, just a few points of note, my favorite bling's? Bling's like kisses sometimes leave a sting?
(REFRAIN:) MY GIG is almost OVER!!!-And there's no encore!!! I'm feeling sad & blue, so I simply remember my favorite things, maybe I'll get over U?
Love IS frenetic when she IS THERE but sadly missed when she goes away? That Song of Songs which Rights all the Wrongs. Boogaloo-baby! Have U ever been wrong?
I simply remember my favorite things & then I pour myself a whisky & soda, and then I don't feel SOOO bad.
Smokin n' drinking. Smokin & drinking... A' wotchagonnaDO!?
c.dave delacroix.
2)... L.A. STORY.
"O.K. DELACROIX!" said Sgt. O'Nalty (L.A.P.D.) "We've got U DUN for rights on the "Wolfgang=Burg-Stein" jewelry heist on PICO/MELROSE last Tuesday
(most jewelry heists R on Fridays! Took us by surprise.), but flagellant-masturbation - in our detective opinion - a dead cert decoy for your gang of jewel thieves/BATMAN MASKS!? Touche!! -whilst U offered candy to the jewelry store staff, kissing the salesgirls and bullying the obvious FAIRY/Jewish nephew of the jewel store owner?
"YO! Call the D.A. I wanna make a clean breast of things."
"U-kidding?"
"Not on your nelly O'Nalty!"
"Do U know the way to Santa-Fe?
(The Song?)
"Of course, I think I do."
"And when did cross dressing started?"
"When I got my first Barbie Doll. U ever played with one?"
""In Taffeta or Silk?"
"A dish towel?"
"Jaded?"
"Of course. U wouldn't. Would U?"
"We'll get back to that later." ("AHEM!!!")
" But we can't nail down -excuse the expression - of your/the date of Public-Genital-exhibition, after-all what R a few jewelry store barbules versus indecent boogaloo?"
"It started on a long-distant phone call from Nancy Olson, buddy of that EPSTEIN fella. I believe he was connected to BRIT aristocracy?"
""UH!?"
"Best forward BRO from 1940s Film Noir to 2025 when INSIDIOUS NEWS goes down. And YUP! I wanna plea bargain!".... ("An can I gets some fresh Pajamas?").
c.davedelacroix. 2025.
3)... ASYLUM!
DO U MAGIC whatever it is? Do U MAGIC your magic, a bullet-kiss? Do U fling-far your inner eternity, your legacy, do U SYMPTOM tomorrows sniffles, the common cold, the plague, the Agues of yesterday's fears? Does that kernel of innate insanity, an ulterior fester, God knows how darkness grows, an ABRACADABRA, the rabbit from a hat. Somehow it always turns out, sadly to be a RAT. Some Iman, Priest, some Rabbi, some fucker in a funny hat who wants to slice off your Penis-foreskin? JUST WHO R these Psycho-fricks!!!?
So, sing your wailing, sing your Song, your GIG as IZ - get with it - is kind 'a short. YOUR life, a piss in the OCEAN like a retreat to an Asylum...... After-all we R fragile. When the World catches up with U, Morphine no good. Booze-worthless. S-when U need your INNER-MAGIC, forget the GLAMOR, diamonds for YOU R not forever! Maybe just smoke a "doobie?"
...The BEAT of the SUN. The beat of your heart, the sun-blast reflected stare, the hurt in your eyes, the beat of your magic-mambo, the beat of your mambo guile... OH!! It's HOY!!! Belize in November, the 5th./Guy Fawkes night, in the tower of London, who screamed under torture whence the Queen's sadists practiced their art/a bodies ligaments stretched to their extreme?
How DO lonely hearts wander lonely as a cloud? Whence-GOES your SOUL when death says "Hello?" To shuffle OFF Shakespeare's "mortal-whoosits"; a bitch (?)
c.2025. Dave Delacroix.
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