Our Man in Europe/now Belize/Dave Delacroix: "Mad Dogs & Englishmen."

 Our Man in Europe/now Belize/Dave Delacroix: "Mad Dogs & Englishmen."

...THERE'S A CONCEPT IN MAH POCKET; there's an IDEA in my MAH HEAD? -The kind of, a "nature" that leads to true love or death? There's a Wish upon a Star, a memory that hasn't warped U too estranged -a benevolent smile so far, an altruistic/intelligent mental gyro?

There's a journey U completed, a high wind to Jamaica, destiny-Un-fathomed, a labyrinth of Sinew tangled up like wire that complexes our Reason, lost in an Islam Minaret's Cultish call to prayer - 5 times per day -; church bells ring pretty much sing the same song for fools & horse on par with Mad Dogs & Englishmen who - in tropic-climes - go out in the Mid-Day sun.

And all DEM GREEK GODS/GODDESSES who dally in the Mystic heavens R/will NOT be satisfied on NO account sympathize for this Earthly love which - singularly -U have found? Let the GODS/Prophets fight amongst themselves, turn off your Hi-tech-media, let us prevail FAR from the madding crowd? (Silence is Golden?)

There's a MINDE, a pocket full of miracles, a scattering of Diamonds in your head in that - always daunting - terrifying though lonely realm, that EDEN U have courageously discovered, full-knowing, to be sure: Earthy-LOVE can bravely stand its ground.

c. 2026. Dave Delacroix.