Icarus Cush (spoken word)

Icarus Cush (spoken word)

A Poem by Butch Decatoria

Get on with your Bad self

Go on with your Hustle

Into the bustle

And the gristle

Briskly

Frisky

Grizzly world...

Go 'head find and get that paper

Let your greenback wings unfurl

Telling you who to be

Made

So dapper...

Go Rise above

But still only talking

'Bout

That Unfathomable

Love

Still wrapping

The turkey in a noose

Letting bullets loose

For hundred dollar shoes

Shoes!

Shoo sure 'nuf!

Time to wake up / this close to the Sun

Wax in' & Flossin'

Ill prepared to Rise above

Pretending to exude

The same kind

Of Love...

You

Go'ne now...

You Dawg you - A "g"

N-word y'heard in Everythang

We trust

Go'ne muss it up!

I just must know

(My boo)

Didn't you?

Give the World

This Life

Much Love?

Fire in the sky... Fallen

Too high

At dusk...


gone to fly into the eye

(Cush)

© 2017 Butch Decatoria



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Added on May 11, 2017
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Butch Decatoria
Butch Decatoria

Las Vegas, NV



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