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Compartment 114
Compartment 114
THE JOINT. THE CLICK. THE POINT.

THE JOINT. THE CLICK. THE POINT.

A Poem by Butch Decatoria

THE JOINT
                      For that glaucoma
                      Life gone in a puff of smoke
                      squint's view of your world.

THE CLICK
                     Straight up chillaxin'
                     The coolest with nuttin' said
                     A "G" with the s**t.

THE POINT
                      Wussup to all this?
                      An identity crisis
                      Find your peace - in mind.

© 2016 Butch Decatoria


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Butch Decatoria
Butch Decatoria

Las Vegas, NV



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