OUR MAN in Europe/now BELIZE, Dave Delacroix: "...Winged R the Devils!"

 Our Man in Europe/Belize, Dave Delacroix, age 69: "Winged R the Devils."

WINGED R the Devils we KNOW, the years "Fly Fleance Fly!" that MURDER the beloved, the rascals, FRIENDS, no jokes-no more; eclectic kisses-stained lipstick "YO's!" on tavern boards in expectation, but no Winged Devil to bring Home all they once rejoiced? SHADDUP & Die Young! -someone said.

Shadows IN shade, no Paparazzi-glare to lantern, to candle, to isolate Time's FANG in echoed song,  "Anacreon in Heaven We raise our glass to thee!" righting all wrong, goodly, but usurped by Winged Devils in un-tapped consciousness, tomorrow's Nativity betrayed in utero: WotchagonnaDO!? An existential Wonder! NEXT!!!

Winged R the Devils, seething, THIRST, a tankard of ale, a cask-wine, blood-pined! And shattered, the Cellar of your Soul, the Winged Devils will find U there. Who FUCKED the Lamb, if not You, then ME! Canines, Wolves, Jackels mark their spot on trees. Picture. Winged Devils feign disinterest. Do You?

Winged R the Devils, in the mirror, in your face, a beloved, in Winter, who hold U close till Summer then GONE! Seen no more. As All Hallowed Souls writhe, wail, tormented, Centuries in chorus, an En-tombed Hollywood-fail. Dante's Inferno, the Musical! ...Abstractly, we sometimes wonder: "Whatever happened to Lucy, Bill or Jim?" Winged R the Devils we know.

c.2024. davedelacroix, Xmas encore. 

OUR MAN in EUROPE/now BELIZE: Dave Delacroix: "My Old Tuxedo."

 Our Man in Europe/now Belize: Dave Delacroix: "My Old Tuxedo."

(dedicato: Steven St. James)

My old Tuxedo? Poor old Sod. Weddings, funerals, Wakes (?) it's seen the lot! On STAGE, Concertinas, Rock N' Roll Festivals & Bars; spilt drinks, cigarette ash, Champagne scars? U don't know the MEANING of Heartbreak!

My old Tuxedo witnessed...WITNESS! To folly & glory, Bohemian debauchery, ROMANCE drenched in a past Life of MUSIC, kisses & RAGE, immortalized-Paparazzi  foto-craze? Adios! Unlike my old GUITAR, utility's fortune: still to be strummed...

My old Tuxedo? After I'm gone, a THRIFT STORE? Picked over & pecked by fingers un-worthy or ripped/shredded in the latest costume Slasher Flick? Or stared at in a glass case, an exhibit, some Clowns Music "Hall of Fame" (Lame?), a Madame Tussauds alongside histories idiots/murderers?

My old Tuxedo, after I'm dead & gone? Our Glory Daze! -lingers on, threadbare, no mortal exit, no Neophyte to recount its singular Fame? An existence. now un-worn, HUNG BY THE NECK; a Song of Songs of all we use, lose, abandon, and forget.

c.davedelacroix/davidmichaeloxley. corozal.belize. dec. 2024.

Our Man in Europe/now BELIZE: My DD BLOG announcement.

 Our Man in Europe/now Belize: My DD BLOG announcement:

Dave Delacroix BLOG OFFICIAL NOTICE, ahem, ANNOUCEMENT: For my BELOVED BLOG FOLLOWERS U can keep Updated of my continuing-weekly mischievous-making/activities through my Facebook Page under my old family name David Michael Oxley. Watch out!  There R a zillion DMO names/Hackers. MINE U can identify by Fb Page with my FOTOS. (Still devilishly handsome/debonair!) PLEASE TELL OUR MUTUAL friends? I now live in Belize, near MEXICO, Co-owner of a Guest-Villa, tropics, Swimming Pool etc. I SWITCHED to my old family name; I lost/forgot DD page password (who cares?), created the DMO one. This last year I've been plagued by Throat Cancer/Chemotherapy/Radiation treatments etc. now given up on doctors, still drinking & Smoking as usual and seem to be recovering holistically just dandy. Not out of the woods yet, aged 69 (!) but "tutte-bene" wishing U all (2024) a Merry Xmas!... Connect/Friend-me Fb/VISIT. Dave loves U!

Fixing on Producing new CD, "The Ides of March" IN March (lol) with all/any Music-Alumni of yore who wish to jam/contribute/show up IN Belize at our Chateaux-Pelican Guest Villa (with a guitar/bongo/cowbell/VIDEO-Film gear) for freebie stay; y-all can message me on my DMO Fb page. 

dd. corozal-belize, dec. 2024.

OUR MAN in EUROPE/now BELIZE: Dave Delacroix: "Sweet Virginia."

 

Our Man in Europe, Dave Delacroix: "Sweet Virginia."

SWEET VIRGINIA, North or South, alone with Me in my Youth, ever to love, whenever we kissed, a tremble-memory of U.

Sweet Virginia lost & found, years forlorn, rich or poor, highway or City-denizen, to Club the night away, to Life-dance indefatigable!

Sweet Virginia, hot or cold, walkin' rain, heat or snow, a Gal for All Seasons, skeletal ghost-echoes enrapture my aging bones, eternities embrace?

Sweet Virginia, DYING!? Our Love knows not how.

c.Dave Delacroix. Corozal, Belize.

OUR MAN in Europe/Belize: Dave Delacroix: "I gave my Heart to Inter-net Porn."

 

OUR MAN in Europe/now Belize: Dave Delacroix: "I gave my Heart to Inter-net Porn."

I GAVE MY HEART to Inter-net PORN, a commitment that doesn't cost me a dime, dinner, a movie, condoms, forgettable SELFIES or a sensitive morning-after?

I gave my Heart to Inter-Net Porn, some Gals/Bela's, situations, Unwanted regrets, lingerie expense (for me?) & no worries, the need to buy a RAZ pad, auto or new wardrobe? Impressing NO ONE!

I gave my Heart to Inter-net Porn, a freebie/long-term Romance, no need to DANCE, Xmas gifts, birthdays, anniversaries, late-nite phone calls, the need to retreat Socially-Underground?

I gave my Heart to Inter-net Porn from a walking-stick, wheelchair, OVER-medicated, a relief to END Life's Romantic daze! My commitment - in this case - is resolute: A Free Man at last!!!

c.2024. dave delacroix. Belize.

Our Man in Europe/Belize, Dave Delacroix/David Michael Oxley (see FB): "The Glint."

 

Our Man in Europe/Dave Delacroix: "The Glint."

ALL BOUGHT & paid for said GOD to your Life, short of trimmings, wealth, a good Husband/Buddy/Wife? No need to worry. Do it on your own. I'll be around when U despair.

All bought, paid-Up in Peace & War, conduct/behave yourself, that INNER greed? No need to worry, around the corner, (God) I'll make U broke.

Despair? The Music, Kisses U have/never found? And decades later will U be so profound?

All bought & paid-for, your SYMPHONY, that SONG U compose, a living GLINT your eyes exude until...

All bought, SOLD or paid for in the specter of a life-times EYE, beyond the cold rock of the Moon, the galaxy above, a record, a witness, a panorama, indomitable! That mortal glint in your eye.

c.davedelacroix, dec. 2024

OUR MAN in EUROPE/BELIZE: Dave Delacroix: "Our Voice."

Our Man in Europe, Dave Delacroix: "Our Voice."

How hard to say, FLY!!!  DENIAL (river in Egypt), a foreskin saved is a foreskin Brave? SIZZLE! Oh-ho!  TIME'S: always! It might rain. TRUMP-card-shadows permeate, VICTIMS? - abound! Whilst Human Beings at the "Lost & and found", any entry Western border U care to name: BACON & EGGS, Rice & BEANS? And an Ever-changing WORLD-demographic that SEETHS, like reptiles, a SLITHER/BANQUET later, to open its own Comedy Store; Auschwitz, Bergen-Belsen to nestle as THUNDER rolls around a Throne and WE SHEEP who lived & loved pretending it was not there, an abstract-shadow EXODUS: our VOICE! And now to never Sing again, so much, without a care? Asher? Lend me your sword! David? SHADDUP! Go write a Book. Diana? A kiss in my mind from U is all I need.

c, dave delacroix. our man wherever, 2024