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Dec 2020
If and when you decide to associate with those outside
The Haphazard herds that gather with the flies
From Downtown to the town of Desperations
Sin City alien Nation

Them who have nothing with everything to lose,
Their thinking only to stay alive, where they can find
A fix for the next high,
Their excuse for being outside (betraying everyone who might
Give a ****):  “it’s nothing personal, it’s how to survive”
*******, thieving, lying, Oscar worthy tears in their eyes
Manipulation game for those who still have their feelings
They will claim that they’ve become wild
The reason for getting caught for crimes that uproot the lives
Like us who trust too much
Those as human as we who try to
Make a difference
But don’t let them inside
Don’t listen to a word said
They’re so absurd, so street savvy, lavishing every lie
For the marks that we are,  ignorantly happy, yet
Kept in the dark …

If you should brave the depraved
From Carbuncle Blvd.
Take it from one who’s been there, don’t stay
Don’t bother to even try to find out
Why & who & what they’re about
They’ll only disappoint you, don’t be a fool,
Hardened your skin, don’t swim in that pool,
Inside where the heart begins and the soul ends
Don’t expect too much from the start
If you should associate with them,
Pack light for hell, when you depart…
Presume to have no answers or a cure
for those on Carbuncle Blvd.
deception is certain, don’t become the fish on the lure

Imperfect and as human as we all are,
If you should take a chance to make someone’s day
Those who have become lost and stray
Be certain of any risk, if you should care to
Associate with the worst kinds in pain
Fall if you must, but do so like the rain
Make your heart like iron among the rot
There on Indigent Lane, USA
But in the rain, all steel will rust, if you befriend
That unkind loss, please
Leave behind your trust, avoid any pain.
If and when
You associate with them again, those outside
Be a light among the dark,
Be prepared for loss, in streets all cross
They will care not, tear you up and apart
If you must depart, high as the albatross
From here to There
Be prepared, should you care at all...
Make a difference


(People are the world’s scars—save the planet with the heart)
Butch Decatoria
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Butch Decatoria  47/M/Las Vegas, Nevada, USA
(47/M/Las Vegas, Nevada, USA)   
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