Our Man in Europe/dave delelcroix/ "Twisted, love, and twine."...

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Twisted, love, and twine,"


Where do U begin? Where U prevail, what do U say, when do U dance, when do U Scream? when do U WHISPER, and what can U define as U? (long breaths)...
Kiss the boy? Kiss the Girl? Kiss the Garden of Eden, farewell? Go forth, GO WEST, (long breaths)    go climb the Peaks and hug all your Springtime?...Where do U begin, where do U Continue? (long breaths) It's a JAZZ , it's a BLUES, it's a collateral Tune?
Where do U stay, (Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah!)  "I'm here to stay"? In England, America, Sweden, France or Germany? (Cardiac Arrest.)...


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Our White Boy in Europe dave delacroix:Merry Xmas!..

Our White Boy in Europe/dave delacroix/ The times they are a'changing/DA KILLERS!..Merry Xmas. Kiss me on Saturday.

dedicato : Stephano G.. .


(After Hemminway, in Heidlebeckstein, someplace in Serbia!  )



THE KILLERS!


DA KILLER! -who, WHO, you are?
YOUR FEAR?
Jam-jar?
DA KILLER!?
runs into the sea?
...The Sheriff, shoots HIM
on the beach,
the Killer:
wriggles on the ground
yet the Killer
walks away?

The KILLER
says; "I love U?"
The Killer; holds U tight?
That baby-kid, IDIOT
holds your Night?

DA Killer? one U love;
kisses
and Velvet glove?
DAT bastard....who can sing
your Tune, tonight...


KISS MAK BALLISTO!!!!.......:)




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Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "TRA-LA-LA!"

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "TRA-LA-LA!"


(dedicato: Jutta, München-Gladbech)


...If only TIME in it's own destiny, disconnect: and left us hanging by our necks, in kiss or spite, strung helpless, in a Vampire's bite? Just who would frame our own symmetry, as there's no witness, no telling (a tale to be told?) or WISHING?
Tra-la-la (we sing?) If only it was Love?
Then, Tra-la-la: Every time.

If Love was a fresh cigarette and that cork U popped, a cool Chablis and the banquet in your eyes, I could believe would stay? AND , yes, I could Balladeer, like yesterday, come what may; and come what may, if only it was Love? Then  TRA-La-La, every time.

If only God wasn't SO Godless, no diversions, no public derision, and last but no least, no banner for WAR? And the Intolerance of whether we smoke Coffee or Tea? I told ya bout a Gal, long since gone from me; your problems, my problems, till Eternity! And TRA-la-la, we sing? If it was ONLY Love?
Then Tra-la-la! (U betcha!) Every time.
Then Tra-la-la!....together!




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Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Pushkin...and da Queen of Spades."

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Pushkin...and da Queen of Spades."


(dedicato: Natasha)


WHEN U GO to bed, my Sweet? A Moral Freedom. Incredible! Fantastic! When U WENT to bed...
Your nubile thoughts?
WHO are these PHANTOMS that make U sweat? -Faces! Situations!, Emotions, in flushes? That flush your living SOUL?....(whisper) kissin, lovin, a Pernod, Vodka, aperitif, when U go to bed, my sweet, and more? (Whisper: like a draft under a door?), but fear to  dream?
(Catherine the Great says:) " Maybe I Walked da Walk...that MOST Men walk; just maybe, pickin' up trash: DARTH VADER? Maybe I forgot the COLD and  decided to walk alone; no Princess, a Skywalker in infinity? But I wasn't GOLIATH, or some David-hero on a field of conflict ...with a lone, stone, song or poem, to conquer "what is? I played my Cards...with sobriety."
Possible?
FREDRICK of PRUSSIA: " Lock up your daughters! Kill your Sons! -Least, BIBLICALI, and see how the river Tiber  runs!!!".
The Augurs sing: Trust to Fortune! Trust to Luck. Trust you Heart, or gamble on your Fate:
Beauties, Handsome, Rich or Poor? Wise or Foolish?
Wanna play Cards?...The Queen of Spades awaits...



c2016,davedelacoix, lord borgo, scciacca,sicily.

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ ""ZAPPA: IT MUST BE A CAMEL!"

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "ZAPPA: It must be a CAMEL" (In 3 parts: Head, hump, tail)


(dedicato: Victims of RAPE)


HEAD: She had me in her room, in her Iron-vice, grip-love! She was way stronger than me; then she - somehow - CAVORTED - inserted my unwilling Holy "member" into her womb and succulated: Pump, pump, pump! -until the California Zephyr, always late on time, showed up?

HUMP:It was some place: Las Vegas!
It was someplace L.A.!
It was someplace N.Y.C.!
It was someplace Chicago!!!
But it was some place...I did want to be?

TAIL: "Louis Prima? Saturday, in the Park? Wake Up liit'l SUZI; "Questa la Cigaretta?"
A cigarette for me.

ZAPPA: It must be a CAMEL: "Head, hump...and tail."



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Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "5 twists in Sobriety."

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "5 twists in Sobriety."


1)

"Oh, where have U gone..my Blue-eyed Son?
JAZZ! JAZZ! JAZZ! -the night, away..in Civilization's
SCREAM!...Your greed for Destruction, Humanity's Creed
whilst ARTISTS flee
with a Parthian SHOT
of Soul?

Babylon! Oh, Babylon! A river of blood
flows down to the Sea!
Oh, where have U been, my Blue eyed Son?

YESTERDAY (All my troubles seem so faraway)
I busted my nose in intoxication
with "D.T's" (Donald Trumps!)
Fascists, commiseration,
streets of Napoli, London and Berlin?

And in the stark: "Azzuro Ceilo",
pithy clouds of past and present;
Untoward
the unravelling
of Man's Un-coiling mind
linger, like a wild, unwanted tear?

Oh where have U been, my Blue-eyed Son;
And where, just where, have U begun?...



2016/davedelacroix/LORD BORGO/Sciacca-Sicily.

Our Man in Europe/dave Delacroix/LORD BORGO/ "Weewk-End!"

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ LORD BORGO/"Weewk-END"


(dedicato: Dayton Emerson)


Milk (latte)..x2
Bread/5 grains-sliced/butter, 250g
Clove of Garlic/ stick of ginger,
onion, beer, vino; olive oil?
Beans, carrots.
Tomatoes, Fromaggio, Brie
Prosciutto,
cheap razor blades, toilet paper,
yogurt for the Soul?

And that "on sale"
Whisky
better sail on its "lonesome"
whilst it can..

SHOOT me leggs!
I'm from Waterford,
the Crystal is clear?
A potpourri
of Habernero Chillies!
Picante! Picante!
The belles we knew!?
You knew?
I don't know anymore?

And that "Spring Sale!"
Whisky
better sail
on its lonesome
where-ever it can?
Says some:
this side of meat and Veg!

Milk, x2 (thinking ahead
for latte?), FROZEN VEG,
an L.A. Kiss
(SO glad ta meet ya!);
so I worries awhile,
chopping European Onions,
then, drying the lost promise
of my eyes...

(Can U lend me a Skillet!!!?)

...and so it goes.



c2016/davedelacroix/LORD BORGO/Sciacca-Sicily.