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/ an anger warmed over /

my favorite time waste ritual

proceeds as normal

thanking me again for the chance

to prove its useful absurdity

driving you away in a big V8

& sore

I sweep up the shattered mirror

of ourselves

reflecting trauma invisible accreting

\ w

parallax view

beaded on the now string of moment flow

calm thru dark antimatter neutral regions

monitoring my bleed in transmission speed out

among spent interstellar pain




turn true to you –

help me seal

the raging gaps



opyright 2016








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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