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WORD WHAT

 

in their fathers’ Bronx

youth strength & hunger moaned

thru lingo dirty 70’s air of a mother’s hell

coiled pain spirit vessels angry

hustle / daily / survival what is

another is

never to become organic culture growth

jerked trajectory / curved esthetic flattened straight

life locked tight in soft cymatic weaponry ecstasy

tasty false myth & okie doke pedagogy swallowed whole

 

forgive you

for you no not

why you do

 

the

big

story

hides behind

other useful idiots with an auto tune

 

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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