Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "On the Border."

Our Man in Europe/dave Delacroix/ "On the Border."

(On the USA-Mexican border, Rumania, Hungary, Macedonia, Bulgaria; with a WINK from their Governments, transient Immigrants, Refugees...are "FREE GAME": SPORT!" -Licenced Murder... And WHO is financing this "Back-Woods-man-ship"? Aside, that is: a Fascist-Culture of HATE?)



(dedicato: Labella, from Senegal)



The ANGEL from the Border, quit singing. His NAME was Angel.  We pulled his chain. He was logging too much Overtime, just on one wing? Working down in Phoenix; hanging drywall, pounding nails, commin & fetchin', meaningless stuff and  worst place to be: an Elocution Esperanto-qualified Doctor-Intel-Science-Man, a Man with NO Logo T-shirt?  Just a Man? Just a Heart? Now reduced, with sand-swept streets, Burrito Mind and a South by Southwest going Ham and Rye that can make old Pancho Villa turn into Soul's RIBCAGE on some sad side of Paradise?.... He had a Buick. (His Cousins?)  He could only drive it if he had a White Dude in front in the car? We'd stop at Diners sometimes. Smothered Burritos, Taco Shells. The good Stuff! Washed down; Mescal, Dos Equis, RUM from the Islands?
YO Broken wing. Cyclonic. The Angel; from down on the Border. A smile for everyone he'd meet?  He opted to pick up our luncheon Burritos: SWAT Immigration Fascists intercepted,  threw him on the ground, spread-eagled, NO DIGNITY - for ALL that he'd found? - and kick ed his Ass - after weeks in a "Holding Cell" - back to BELIZE, South of the Border...



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Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "FABERGE EGGS!"

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "FABERGE EGGS."


(1) Bolshevik Fave!


PORT AFTER storm, rest after toil, death after life, doth greatly please?
(Spencer?) I cannot REMEMBER, dementia, after memories; and now
my life in a Frieze?
Pain after Love? Blood after a wound?
And a heart so given, so freely, now cold and diseased?

SOUL, after knowledge, CHANT after Song;
a Song U wrote
left hanging in the air?
An EMPTY seat, a silence, SHATTERED: A table bereft
of your SKULL-vacant eyes?


(2) White Russian fave!


LAUREN BACALL. Lauren Bacall: She was a sweet-sad-tomato
but her TEARS they flowed like Wine?
BIG SLEEP? TO HAVE AND HAVE NOT? Humphrey BOGEY Film Noir:
da Queen Boogie gal? The SILVER glace and the Pastel of your Hollywood conception?... She WRITHES elegance, some Immortal De vine?
Sweet Betty, Sweet L-B-C, Bela Lauren Bacall; Swimmi an' a Swammy:  and her tears  they flowed
like wine....

Port after storm; rest after toil, death after Life,  and Love -Sweet Louise; doth greatly please...



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c2017/davedelacroix/LORD BORGO/Sciacca-Sicily.

Our MAN in Europe/dave delacroix/ "CLOSURE: A Whiter Shade of Pale."

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "CLOSURE: A Whiter Shade of Pale."



(dedicato: Miss Milli B....)


THERE'S NOOOO "Closure":  that  USA - 6 O'clock News-Jays-jive,
they love to PRONOUNCE?

"Mary-Jane, burnt to a CRISP;
her metallic Key-ring,
found by Brave fire-fighters,
recovered from Terrorist INCENDIARY,
will now give her Parents ....some "Closure".....?


There's NOOOOO CLOSURE;
if it feels like I or ten RUGBY GUYS are
constantly kicking U in your NUTS!!!?

Absolutely NO Closure for ANY Family,
VICTIMS, victims of Crime;
MURDER, RAPE, or BURGLARY;
it AIN'T sublime (No Closure!)
when U bleed? (Stop up dah blood?)
Get off ya Horse Pilgrim an' drink ya frickin MILK!!!
(No closure.)
Only Time.

NO "closure" for the folks who KNOW the Score;
(Victims-Anonymous!) ; nobody wants to KNOW
or KNOW that IT'S YOU
who - like them? -watch it on T.V.; and NO VICTIM, lastly,
ever WATCHES T:V? They SIT, alone, Untill that HELL EXPERIENCE
quits - nerve-end - burning?

That "Closure" Psycho-babble on the
Six O' clock TV News?
Someone just got CRUSHED!?
Who can WATCH when U are
just tryin' to forget? And that WORLD
out THERE... selling Soap, like
a whiter shade of pale
targeting your vulnerability
in the name of Commercialism?

"YOUR Dog was run over by some Idiot, D.U.I?
Or "Binky", YOUR Cat; Poisoned by a neighbour?"
Arrests are forthcoming. Watch this Space.
(Now, back to these "Closure" Commercials!)

A whiter shade of pale.




c2017/dave delacroix/LORD BORGO, Sciacca-Sicily.

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Sad-Saturday Night."

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Sad-Saturday Night."



GUITARS, Jingles, jangles
will NEVER get U home again;
those, who sleep within God's Coverlet?
That Angel, sleeping by your side
awaits your Slumber
to decide your Fate;

and to awake WITHOUT wings
is a splendid affair, a blood-bath!
-without anaesthetic?...Not least
missing a Scrotum of Logic
culled in that dance-Romance,
delivered, as a dish...served Cold?

Guitars, jangles, jingles; Whistle
whilst U Work, UN-knowing: God's Coverlet
is a double-edged sword, RAZOR-SHARP:
Ask the Dying, who CHOKE
in their Self-worship
on a sad-Saturday night
who now pour wine, like blood,
on to the UN-certain Streets?



c2017/davedelacroix/Palermo,Sicily.

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "SINGLE-MALT-MAN: Doctor WU-Sung-NO-HUNG: North Korean TYRANT."

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/"SINGLE-MALT-MAN: Doctor WU-Sung-NO-Hung: North Korean Fuck-Up!"


(dedicato: Mahatma Gandhi.)


(Singing:) "Single-Malt.Man (Mr Ovaltine?)
in a Single-Malt land?
He's a Single (bunch o' Concubines?)
with a Single-Malt PLAN? He don't BLEND!?

Distilled a Life time, 5 - 25 years;
dat Single "Fruity-Tutti"
KNOWS your FEARS?

Single-Malt-Man AIN'T
awash in Diversity! A Mystery?
Fratricide!!! Did he ever  GO to University?
Picked on at School? (YO SHORTY!!!)

That Single "M & M", some say; "JUST
LIKE THEM!!!" -those Single-Malt Men,
Hitler, Stalin,  The Gang of 4! Those
Single-Malt-Men...with only ONE Plan!



c2017,march, off the coast of North Korea, on the Chinese fishing boat: "WUUUUUUUU!"...

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/"Belles della Casa."

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/"Belles della Casa."


(dedicato: Tina Kova)


I got an' ol' Gal and her name is Sal;
she does my Shopping?
I got a Young Gal and her name's Sue;
she cleans my house?

I got a Gal she pours my Wine? -Sometime;
Her name is Eleanora?
I got a Gal, Computer Czarina;
I'm 'a GOGOL Lost Soul
in her hands?
Her name is Frankie.

I got many EX-wives,
some I divorced, or some
disappeared (Odd?)

I got an ol' Gal her name is Sal;
she does my shopping
(I?m a lazy guy, living in Sicily)
And  the young gal Sue;
(I'll introduce you?)

...she cleans my house.




c2017/davedelacroix/LORD BORGO, Sciacca-iSicily.

Our Man in Europe, dave Delacrcroix: "The Guilty."

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix "The GUILTY."



The Guilty? For transporting a GUITAR across State Lines for Immoral purposes?... SO has Internet Technology got in the way of my relationship with my Penis, like TUNING a SITAR with a hangover, a LATIN-PHONETIC, Midnight Omelette:

"Caesar adarat forte. BRUTUS adsum jam. Ceasar sic in omnibus. BRUTUS sic intram.?"
(Hoping U Geddit?)
It's not that I can't PUKE; it's that I don't want to? For YOU? And is that Guilt?

DO we have to be OLD work-folk English or IRISH being beaten, guilty of Life's promise, both trod upon on the road to PALESTINE; our Belles- Mothers milk, sustaining us in our decided entity of enmity, a conflict, a sinew, and so that WARS,  which assails the Provincial mind; confounding Youth, and its joyful conclusion? (Stay with me?) The Guilty? Who? Anybody DEAD?

RING DOWN ME BOYS...I've no Grudge to bear. Ol' Murhyr has a Bar. SO does Llewellyn. Either place, Guinness is good and the price can be negotiated? The merchants U deal with; and so U begin? (I'm turnin' Japanese?) Sweet Hannah? Marry the kid wearing my Fedora? I SWEAR I'll love U true?
Lost loves. Guilt. Lost Loves?

The Guilty, bein' beaten, UN-swerved, UN-tailored, in a fashion-house of Soul? Guilty of BEING there, a vacuum of nothingness, a new apartment without familiar things; sofa, mirror on the wail,, cups and saucers, a frying pan? What price a picture  of Ned Ludd or Bobby Sands; an Icon above the gas fire?

"To tell me, me MA, mah kids; tell em' who we AM? "And what squiggles in the bubbles of your sunset-intentions? Yours? MINE?", the ol' Grandma Sez:"The Guilty", the Noble, the Situation. And the SUNSHINE in the broken skylight; which sometimes, comes through?


c2017davedelacroic,lord borgo esq,,sciacca,sicily.a refugeee........