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 Aug 2016
Lou Morgan
I am dawn itself
so dark and so hopeful, I'm
only beginning
 Aug 2016
Butch Decatoria
Down the lonely depths
in her bowels of pressured pitch
brave, his tiger stripes.


Her inner most womb
where amorphous life ignites
closer to one dream


Submarine shelter
In Ocean's love, gravitates:
carnivore protist.
 Aug 2016
Butch Decatoria
HOT PLATE

Drink sierra's drought
summer's heat a microwave
cook ourselves their meal.
 Aug 2016
Butch Decatoria
Orange breasted plume
of Robin bird trills in swirls,
seasoning His nest.
 Aug 2016
Butch Decatoria
Aida* on stage,
brown queen's divine voice must climb,
for love redefines.
*The premiere female African American Opera Soprano. (We share the same Birthday Aug.10 - "Day of The Velvet Voice")*
 Aug 2016
Butch Decatoria
The brow will furrow
but eyes are bright in thought:
pensive and relish.
 Aug 2016
Butch Decatoria
Dear John* grips her tears.
Her life's breadth drains and runs down.
Hearts drown standing up.
 Aug 2016
Butch Decatoria
Man's golden lotus.
A wealth of divine wisdom.
Heavenly on Earth.
 Aug 2016
Butch Decatoria
Deserts' tall mirage,
a hide like dry cracks of mud
stands fixed as still trees.
 Aug 2016
Butch Decatoria
Siempre Vivir
Go quench the thirsty heart's soul,
Cuz love drinks for free.
 Aug 2016
Butch Decatoria
"Who?" rather than tweet,
In the dark, keenly will see
all her nameless prey.
 Aug 2016
Butch Decatoria
Downey skin so white
like a cold glass of fresh milk.
Unwrapping Christmas.
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