Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix, KILLER ON THE ROAD

Our Man in Europe, dave Delacroix, Killer on the Road.


Didn-t KILL anyone today, yesterday, probably not tomorrow, to boot! Bad Killer. Killer with NO hope, or Killer who ain't no killer at all... Still a Killer! What-s a Killer, U tell Me. In a Dungeon Cellar City, out/foxed by lesser Men, getting the THIRD degree, fast Gals, fast Money, fast Chevrolet that takes U to some place U can never stay, Lake Tahoe....

Didn/t Kill anybody today, a Film Noir, sweat, indecision, movie star handles flash through you eyes, a bitter soundtrack with ALL of Hollywood's fantasy and lies< U get shot, U bleed like a PIG, your victims at the bank Job go HOME, traumatized, the Kids U commanded, GET ON THE FLOOR, wets the bed for an Eternity.

Didn't kill anyone today. Gas running low. Like a Killer on the Road.


c2018,davedelacroix, Tuccumcari, Texas, USA.

Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix, The OB/Conscious Man!

Our Man in Europe, dave Delacroix, The OB Conscious Man.

Tomorrows brings NO perspective, Yesterdays Tomorrows, or late Confessions from under the Greenwood tree< Pussies UNITED, a gender football and all the smart dressed, Undressed! Like a bunch of Kids! ALL they WANT is to Fuck U, a CONVERSATION filled with PASSION, but NO THANK U, tomorrow, Unforgiven> Ya High Heel!

MEN, in creation, brainless, paved Paradise for ALIENS to Smile, then some, this side of Paradise, BAMBINO fORNICATION, TANGENT Cynics wearing White gloves, financed,  to explore your perceived, mental, anal cavity, ALL these factors, Politically, in England, France, Italy and the United States of America, THE OB CONSCIOUS MAN or Woman....Can U feel their Monetary fingers in your Butt.....

It-s a long Way to Tipperary
Its a long way to Go>

Carrots....99 cents.
Meat and Potatoes, Priceless!!!!


c2018,davedelacroix, Murphys Pub, Sciacca, sicily.

Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix, 5 EASY PIECES senza Jack Nicholson

Our Man in Europe, dave Delacroix, 5 Easy Pieces senza Jack Nicholson....
5 Easy Pieces WITHOUT Jack!...

....Dedicato, Heather Dalton. Colorado Artist.




1*  RAIN.

Pioggi in the Night, Sprinkles, Downpour, God-s Vagina! Wash away ya Blues! Night rain somehow, always comes again, a tribal progressive, Jews CHASED into a Pharaohs Red Sea...

2* VAN DER GRAF GENERATOR

In Sciacca, Sicily, I got PLUMBING, Hot Water pipes that play 1960-s PINK FLOYD or VAN der Graf... It takes 6 months to get Used to the Noise. After THAT U just tap your foot in your Sleep.

3* BLOODY BEACH!

Bloody beach, bloody SEA, bloody sand, bloody ME, bloody Tourists, Monday Gone!...Alone, in Paradisio, the SEA as MIRROR, bloody Father, bloody SON!...Bloody Beach bar, who We ARE, for some... BLOODY NIGHT, bloody Day, bloody BIG WEDNESDAY, bloody Wave!!!!    Parking Smokies and Bewskis on the BEACH! Eat ya Heart out ya California No Smoking SMUCKS!

4* The Girl with the PHONE...

....The Girl with the Phone, nubile, blond, not ME, but HER, and who am I.....I just want VINO, leave me Alone with Pizza, Funghi, Sausage, Mozzarella topping, some Brewskies....far from your Fascism...
On the beach, Ipanema, California Venice beach, where the Debris meets the Sea, She doesn't see Me... OH! Disdain! Oh! Colossal Real Estate DIVE! The Bella with the Fascist Jive!
OUTSIDE of BEACH/BINGO/BOOGALOO or some SOME Malibu Procreation, her DISDAIN, Surf less Bela, or perhaps to BE so Alone. All alone...without a Cellphone.

5*  Arriverderci Ragazzi...

Arriverderci Ragazzi, arriverderci/The Usual Suspects! Arriverderci, Summer is here! Arriverderci Amici! Arriverderci, Belladonna! It-s NOT Farewell, just a-hoping for a Cool Tomorrow!

C-ome Stai, new Kid on the Block, a Guillotine or a System Shock that windes into a new day, a Jackpot or Riso Amaro! A Bitter Rice! And all things Nice, be careful what U wish for.
Arriverderci mi grande amore, BENVENUTO, new Loves yet found in the Circles, how we RUN and run> a kiss for Peace of Mind.


c2018, davedelacroix, Sciacca, sicily.

Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix, Whiskey Song!

Our Man in Europe, Dave Delacroix, Whiskey Song!


The best laid plans
of Mice and Men
but Whiskey
not too far away.

The Devil in Dixie
or a Bushmills Clan,
the Devil comes
with Whiskey!

And All the Loves
I-ve ever known
go SOUTH, most
every time
whilst all the Good
now broken,
never get fixed!

A Carousel, a Snake! A Dog!
Don/t blame Me!
Blame it on old Whiskey!

And all the Kisses
that I-ve missed<
I-ll blame it on old Whiskey!

The best laid plans
of Mice and Men,
a shattered dream,
a broken Love<
no better excuse
than under Heaven,
that old Dog,
good old Whiskey!...



c2018,davedelacroix, Café Porta Palermo, Sciacca, Sicily.

Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix, The Road to San Bernardino...

Our Man in Europe, dave Delacroix, The Road to San Bernardino...


The Road to San BerDoo!....San Bernadino.

*dedicato Thea Manger and Dayton Emerson. Mother and Son.

Union Station, Los Angeles, 2005, U must SHOW I.D. when U purchase a Train Ticket.... I thought THIS a bit odd.
Commuter train.
I wasn't DRUNK, waving a Semi/Automatic Weapon, SCREAMING ALLAH AKBULLAH or smelling distinctly of Drugs, Marijuanna, Garlic, or whistling songs by Captain Beefheart, just 33 miles to San Berdoo!
I was teaming up with a truck driving buddy, 18 wheeler< got me to Colorado! No I.D.

THIS was 20 years ago. Now, 2018. A new America.
Same, I guess,  as the Old one. Fascists, every where U look. Americans....that's NOT a Statement. That's a Question.
33 miles to San Berdoo... And INTOLERANCE...in the Land of the Free...every where U look. Social Invective discourse, tearing down statues of General Robert E. Lee. NO SMOKING, No Joking! No SMOKING on The Beach!!!....Double fine, Newport Beach, Joking AND Smoking. Young Nazi Cops on Mountain bikes.

33 miles to San Berdoo. 33 miles to San Berdoo.....Oh My America! Oh, my new found land< WHAT have U become!!!!!


c2018,davedelacroix,sciacca,sicily,italia.

Our Man in Europe dave delacroix, THE VALKYRIE ....

Our Man in Europe, Dave Delacroix, The Valkyrie...


The Valkyrie... Flap/flap.

On TOP of crushed Testicles there-s ONLY a SCREAM, I scream! U Scream! WE all scream for Testicles! It-s a NO/brainer! Train gotta STOP at Roma/Grande Station.... No PLACE for it to go.
Whilst that KISS U miss, WAG your DICK....WOBBLE your BOOGA/LOO.... It means nothing but History-s Futility. Yet FOLKS saying Goodbye and CIAO! History-s Echo/chamber! What JOY in Life we do enjoin in our innocence and rightly SO!...

Bag of Potatoes....Cut Price.
Carrots.....Cut Price.
Milk, Butter.....Cut Price.
Yoghurt.....Cut Price.
Fagioli.....Cut Price.
Mushrooms.....Cut Price.
Meat and Fish/Carne e Pesci.....CUT price.
DEPOSIT>
DICK or TITS.....Priceless.

HALLELUJAH, Cesare Augustino! Hallelujah WIFI...or the VALKYRIES within your Tits AND your Dick< all the while CLAWING at your Immortal Soul. Whilst on top of your NIPPLED breasts, or the SNAKE in your pants, there lies, UN/deciphered, your Tomorrow. A Domani! At WHICH point....we SING> There-s an Old Mill by the Stream, Nellie Dean!.....




c2018,davedelacroix, Sciacca, sicilia. Flap/Flap!

Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix, THE HOOPS!

Our Man in Europe, dave Delacroix, The Hoops!

*dedicato> Leonardo G.

SO let-s not get excited with the Lie of the Land, and I loved U, U held me with All I Understand, a merry refrain, an Inspiring Verse that could no ever save Me from a Kingdoms curse.
Is there Any one out there who shared my Jest,  to seek out the World and bring back the best, no Maid, no fortune will wait for Me in the dark passage, where I go.

I carry a locket on my breast. The hoops and disdain, I aspire, or kill a gambler, then RUN for the rest to protect my hearts desire< she is ONE, she is TWO, she is THREE and all the Life I still need in my far/faring ventures, my Miss/adventures, who cries out HOOPS, jump through, in the City of the Angels.

SO lets not DEVOUR our intrinsic Soul. It the One and Only. The one that stays Whole! SHE is a Maiden! The Boy will be brave, the spawn of your Life...to save.
Oh the HOOPS and the hoops and the Hoops, my friends, will circle and dance to no end< that kiss in the morrow, forget all your Sorrow and We-ll dance and we-ll dance  to the End!


c2018,davedelacroix,sampieri, sicilia.