Butch Decatoria
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I Deal.A Poem by Butch Decatoriaideal with the Jerusalem jeers brambles and boots upon the chest because i choose to be inside the sardine can of the alternative practice i choo.. |
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Spacial Haste (Body Art)A Poem by Butch DecatoriaExperimenting with word play here, intertwining rhyme and sound, flow, images... |
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Art Of HappinessA Poem by Butch DecatoriaArt of Happiness Hold steady, blazing breath! understand this sight the pleasure of his pixal form those searchlight eyes upon me a sly sac.. |
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Broken EnglishA Poem by Butch Decatoria(For my Hawiian homies back in Sin City, new years of '06) |
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Fleet of FeelingA Poem by Butch DecatoriaRetitled from Toy Soldier |
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Boy-AddictionA Poem by Butch DecatoriaLet me begin a hawk on its wings practice my hunt on beautiful-perverted thing claws to mark you twig ofa meal orphan of outrage numb yet alway.. |
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All or NothingA Poem by Butch DecatoriaCorinthian Guidelines echoes that Love is not perfect or boastful... nor keeps score of wrongs... My imperfect heart aches to make this better .. |
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Visage of a BruteA Poem by Butch Decatoriacandle light to soften features fallow glows my sexual teacher we speak affections in a restaurant's din a fresh latin meal, we ate and wait to be.. |
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Las VegasA Poem by Butch DecatoriaMy previous home, playground, and punishing prison... how do I love and hate all that it has given me, then procedes to take away... |
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I Have Fancied The NightA Poem by Butch Decatoriai have fancied the night life in fifth gear drowned my myopic sight so as not to fear this transcendental ride on rails and pikes leave my withe.. |