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nice money for the easy

three month thin circuit


one festival each month

chilltime spread broad

/ sweet

need an alto sax

who can jump the present


blow psychic bright

w /

no memory of its formerself


this rivervalley flows uncertain backward turbid

cuts a ragged metro pothole

only tempered scale students are left

occupying their tyrant’s magic stagnations


feel patched


spit & glue

won’t hold


but to think –

happy garden places from here



obtrudes my sorrow




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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