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KellyAnne & Zak "deathtrap"

zak zarapantão on May 09, 2012 21:47

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    "deathtrap" a poem by KellyAnne read by KellyAnne
    .
    improvised acoustic guitar theme played and recorded in 2004-03-09 by
    Rui "zak zarapantão" Pina
    .
    see ya
    .
    .
    DEATHTRAP

    “Deathtrap,” was the neighborhood.
    Even the kids in the kindergarten
    grey and peeling and smelling of piss at the entry
    (oh junkies loved that place on the weekends)
    knew the nickname.
    When Devón ran away
    got himself a goatee and a fancy degree
    and came back to clean up the old ‘hood
    even his mama’s best friends acted
    like he’d been let loose from the asylum.
    “Gunpowder took your mama away, boy,”
    they said,
    eyes hard
    with too much sorrow.
    “What you think you can do?”
    “Clean
    the piss.
    Clobber
    the dealers.
    Get other kids goatees
    and fancy degrees,”
    Devón replied.
    He had a switchblade pulled on him more than once.
    He didn’t run, when they thought he would.
    “Stupidity,
    boy.
    You had your chance.
    Ran out on us once. We’re waiting
    for you to run again.”
    Like a lover who doesn’t think she deserves her man
    the beautiful people hated themselves
    and wished he’d stop trying to save them
    stop trying to bring them joy
    stop lifting them out of crime
    and grime
    stop
    trying to bring them a kindergarten that smelled of sweet
    children.
    “Why, boy?
    Why?”
    One look at Mama’s picture
    brownskin brightsmile timestwentybehindtheschool
    teaching those glowing children right and wrong
    he was ready for another day.
    “Once I was your boy.” The neighborhood—
    the entire neighborhood listened when Devón moved his goatee.
    “I came back a man. I came back
    in the name of love.
    Love don’t need to run.”

    "KellyAnne & Zak "deathtrap"" by zak zarapantão is licensed under a Creative Commons License

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