Our Man in Europe/now BELIZE/Dave Delacroix: "Death in the Afternoon."

 Our Man in Europe/now BELIZE/Dave Delacroix: "Death in the Afternoon."

...BURNT BRIDGES & BROKEN HEARTS we abuse our TIME in search of Fame or Glory! (U fell off a cliff? -Death by "Selfie!"?) Burnt bridges, broken hearts & now NO yesterdays, no one to help U, no EDEN where-to return. Worst STILL, no "Besties!" (Actual Friends): Heartbreaking: The INTERNET ignores U!!! After 6 months FACEBOOK freezes your Page! (Black Arm-band Situ.) An ever-diminishing Mathematica, a Theroux's-Paradox to stamp upon your dead face: 4 X 4 =4 (?) Something like DAT. DEAD! It's of no concern of yours. A distant relative I.D.s your "I love ROCKY" forearm Tattoo in the morgue.

So! Arrivederci-Babee, no more Facebook birthday salutes? E-Mail debunked. Your Myspace/Twitter? Lost in the Cloud! The stuff of future Pscyber-space Archaeologist's IF it's OF INTEREST re. your ISSUES/your VIEWS/"Selfies" of U standing by the Eifel Tower? (Falling off a Cliff?) "Yup! Saw DAT coming!!!" A destiny/trajectory of a Life "goin' South". But don't (Ahem!) think in the "after-life" U can kick-start the FIRST "After-Life.com Blog." THAT hasn't happened yet. Don't think they got WI-FI up there/down there?

Still. Maybe SOMEONE - in REAL Life - along the way will remember/recognize the VALOUR it took to FORGE your way? But mostly, conveniently, U R swept away "a 'la" MEMORIES BROOM, your cohorts' R content to live their own quiet life & happily OFFLINE? But unlikely. SO many - OUT-WEBBED/Poverty-struck - WEB INFLUENCERS have now resorted to smuggling DRUGS! One, recently busted, sentenced to Hanging, big tits & all! (Bangkok-Boogie!) Aged 25. Was that YOU!?

Burnt bridges, broken hearts, no sigh of remorse; what drives this filament, a flickering light to its sticking post? A Cancerous Cell, yet ever ready to BLOAT: The Yorkist, King Richard III MURDERS boy Princes in the Tower; no Nightingale sang at HIS 11th hour. As for Yours?... Perhaps a tad "misdemeanor", comparatively? "JAY-WALKING! -The early years -News/Views & just how I coped?" will RIVET U into sleep! "Failed attempts at Shoplifting" yet another Blog/Influencer Baddaboom!? PURSE-NA-LY I'm considering a new Blog: "The ART of DOING NOTHING!"  Plenty of research involved of course. A work still in progress!

Where have all the flowers gone, long time passing, the corner shop, the small-town high-street footfall attractions, singular Book outlets, Music shops/L.P. s! -some Cats kicking off their own Art Gallery, the Juggler/clown on the sidewalk, chased off by Cops: "ALLES VERBOTEN!" Not to mention AS a Mariachi/Busker/Street musician I owe decades of my LIFE to Public Street - now regularly prohibited - freedom? Cops/Inspectors (?), Street patrols ready to give U a Ticket/pocket your hard earnt Change? Baden-Baden, Augsburg in Germany come to mind? & in my early days, 1970s on the London Underground! No Prisoners! They'd bully/steal U blind!

...Yup! Sad Songs. No shortage. And burnt bridges, UN-forgiven, more-so, broken hearts & all division, the light & the dark BONFIRES your gloom, as death comes too soon for ALL the guilty of heart for death in the afternoon. For only TRUE LOVE will blossom under the moon & at the 11th hour it will tear We Sad-Saps Souls apart! -Like a brave Bull fighting Matador now bereft of "afficion"! The mirror-cracked, our earliest self-conscious reflection.

c.2026. Dave Delacroix.