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RETURN

 

at 40 degrees north latitude

75 degrees west longitude

that green sleepy sector of  Klepto City

you will find me

arming words

on patient patios

hanging from rusting cables in arrested time

I try to hold myself together

with the spit of need and glue of will

waiting for

wanting

an elemental door to open

wide again

the once ago

magic I missed

 

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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