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ROOM 167

 

lost in reverie

head rest the head

/ tech table fascist smooth oak

postorgastic /

/ transfixed

sigh

grin \

a

biology

of

the

mind

\ fashion of force \ enforced

&

faculty brunch

where

3 official skeptics chow down

their debunking platters

&

admiringly up /

they gaze at rationale’s white apron

request disposal of the morning’s cherry pickings /

give him a big tip

jaws keep flapping…

after 1 hour

conclusion –

data noise

 

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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