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LAST

 

That red night

of the weather wars

when your clone Chango

was defeated I pleaded

with seven Sirian warrior drummers

of the emme ya system to spare your life Apollo

natural bio forces have overcome

yours now but a vain dissipating vapor of last week’s story

sheer remnants

from entropic erg energy eons out

would more than love to kick your ass dude

the wrongs

perturbations

ramifications

clan of psychopaths

molded in a strange clay

age old shiftertrickster

offworld poser with a hard on for kicks

entire pantheon wet wipes the lot –

 

rhythm clusters /

on

jammin \

to

smoke

yall

off

 

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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