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PERHAPS

 

the next time i live

you’ll hear me

playing a comfortable stint at

jazz edge of the world

and there will still be whipping pain

twisting our faces of hollow lies

you’ll want to sit in

on that cozy wellpaid stage

we’ll speak new words

purge the past with nonlinear sound

shot full through

but

this

burn shock downdraft

remains

 

(c)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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