A Toast

A Toast

A Poem by Butch Decatoria

Here here!
Time to drink deeper
Life's elegant poison
The distillation
And the indifferences
Quasi- Bliss, meaningless kisses
Vows dismissed
And the distemper in slights
Eyes
Steel piercing loathing
Skull selfish
Pretenses with smiles
But feral quick itch to pounce
Strange days's unfair fight

Human-kindness flounced
From talon to claw
I've become a nude lamb
In the fever of their masquerade ball
They're dressed to the nines
The tenth moment glowers
Eleventh hour molts
It's slime and skins
Even by knowing the danger
I'm still In
Life now feels slick
A snake eating its tail
Death, a rictus of teeth
Time in its hiss

And now
I've become a lone buoy,
Smoke in the water piss deep
Adrift in the drowning, this ocean
Creation weeps...
I am
Raising a toast
To life even tho'
Far from shore, I still love you so

Sunk in their potions
Although it is now made as mead
Drink deep

Dark elegant poisons
The liars tend to speak

I will float upon every horizon
They cannot defeat

Cheers and Salut!

To the divine comedy...

© 2014 Butch Decatoria


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Added on August 8, 2014
Last Updated on November 14, 2014

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Butch Decatoria
Butch Decatoria

Las Vegas, NV



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