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thy single malt cup

where before / thirst so fixed upon


less so crisp awaits

\  attend to not then

double nephew servant

do what thou wilt

in big white psychedelic intelligence pumping rooms

where grad student rookies tweak digits

for sub project pipe fitted culture shift /

manufacturing an Aquarian new normal

citizens of the mind

believing a noble lie

sugar cone spun




within thy foul house

mime masturbate grateful

on those

cold wood deadhead floors

and be sure

to devise more subtle plans


tactical human debasement


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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