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CLOAK OF HEARTS

 

Hold your nose

it’s big boys’ night out

at the

Philanthropic Scamorama Gala Ball

&

crazy fat baldheads

do the sulfur tux stroll

arm in arm w / brooding

pistol packing Devore escort whores

pinching these guys’ squiggly sides

– trade code for favors owed

&

at the community double talk table

condescendent paleblue air blows hot

jumps over stale cigar clouds hanging

/ redliners

propose a covert toast

– buy out

– squeeze out

– bleed out

\ dirty cold rain

fell hard this morning

urban migrant muddy trails of tears

 

copyright 2016

 

 

 

 

 

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About a. edward watkins

With the exception of 2 years study of western music theory and harmony- I am a self taught percussionist, writer and abstract painter. Not your drummer boy drummer - not your writerly writer nor the painterly painter. Creativity is an integral aspect of my existence - as it is for us all - in some form or another. My experiences in life have informed and shaped my world view profoundly. I am the disrupter - the never quite satisfied - the relentless creator of word, sound and image. I question the answers and question the questions.

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