POPPERS 2007A Poem by Butch Decatoria
Poppers and pour homme
Video head crisp And clean Thirty three... Boy's first whiff and whippets In balloons Inhale until it's banana peel Flaccid... Laughable word Whole situation absurd. ... Now that I'm cut Body bait In a glass house Of men Stuffed like a clown car Their fat lip smiles Artificial Canine rictus Taking whiffs for blood In the humid beach air... It smells like a boy's First play date First of everything Daddy fox hole slings Party N Play With favors and favors old men But I was thirty three But I was the bait... It smells like Dolce And Gabana Cabana boys and Poppers. © 2016 Butch Decatoria |
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Added on October 5, 2016 Last Updated on October 5, 2016 AuthorButch DecatoriaLas Vegas, NVAbout"I cannot wait to see tomorrow, but I will live like--I just couldn't wait!" --yours truly "In The Church of (My) Life, Love is Worship" -- yours truly Lets101 Quizzes - Fun quizzes for blog .. more..Writing
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