Sin City Street Haiku Journal 1A Poem by Butch Decatoria
2-09-18
Stroll to Spring Mountain Road, for a pack of white “Time” At Deep’s Smoke & Vape It’s dark early now Boulevard loud with traffic, And street lights’ hot glow. Blue muddied t-shirt “Superior” cross the heart Unworn in tatters. The Harley’s thunder Kick start loud, the asphalt screams, Homelessness sirens. Walking Mojo back Homeward rushing, a taunt leash, Avoiding wilder things. It’s an early night Just after the sun winks out Rushing home ‘fore dark. © 2018 Butch DecatoriaReviews
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1 Review Added on February 14, 2018 Last Updated on February 14, 2018 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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