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2ND THOUGHTS

 

because

butter

won’t melt

in that mouth

u have

 

violet nite

after empty

unanswering

violet nite

u fall liquid

thru monitored quiescence

heart thralled exhausted

spilling deeper

past

smiling faces of the last sitting dead

earless handless

who struck similar deals with the team

&

on

u

spill

 

u’ve been shown the four sided mirror

/ as expected

\ u ran fast

right back

to the very ones

– hungry electric gods

chewing on their hatred

of the weakness u clutch

 

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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