Our Man in Europe/now Belize-next to Mexico/Dave Delacroix: "Night of the Cougars!"
(dedicato: Leonardo Giannone)
"The Night of the Cougars!"
...NIGHT OF THE COUGARS, not a Gigolo in sight, just an incessant PURR, a Boy Scout Code -to "BE PREPARED", AC/DC, to freak out any Girl Guide/Uniformed of course! The "dress-code" of Martyrs has always been, historically debated; Rags, bejeweled. Un-frocked, De-Tux-ified (The Great Gatsby in his swimming pool?), the Knights-Templars! -who barely had time to bury their gold?
NO full moon, no Moon at all. (Bloody Werewolves - howling - abound!) That "Deutsche-Schwartzwald Forest Dating Agency", those mandatory neck "love-bites" schmoozing, a nod to Celtic RUENS (Nordic-Gaelic-Symbolic lingo) to piss off the Apostles who we believe, long since incinerated, crucified - latest news broadcast - outdated had gone, perhaps deservedly, to eternal slumber?
The Night of the Cougars, Black Friday, the 13th. And beware the Ides of March. (Funny old month/half-assed Winter/barely Spring), Nature's carrion call, domestic pets ever alert whence Banshees stir from their caves & Wizards-vibrant conjure incense & curse to mock logic & prey upon superstition, legend, myth and the ignorant darkness of the fragility of lesser minds: The Night of the Cougars! And yes! The dogs R barking!!!
c.2026. Dave Delacroix.
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