Posted on



the rock that put you inside the impulse


open \

fat weight feeble mindedness

scurries nowhere \ split

like two miniature hemispheres of startled maggots



the rock that became your life

crushed you

sent /

social engineers up your spine


gently toward desired outcomes


inside a gutted panopticon

guilty tears


drown the watchman



a Gordian knot

he will not unloose


no longer


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.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s