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Our worst fears

have come to pass –

it’s snowing big blood flakes

& the Calvary is back

notice their vertical epaulets

just like days of old Geronimo ago go

the coiled snake that straddled

the scorched west of a million tears

cctvs thru consumer mall minds

data mining life

an unasked for hackman ride

driving the captive on the long route back home

corporate highboy Officers

cooling their hooves

in underground forts

of masonic skullduggery occult

topdog beef shakin jakes –

take their servants

w / them at death

down deep the bardo basin of pain


copyright 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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