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but deeply here fat baby

it’s lonely bologna wicked

stint spot saltwater sorrows

homeless art is stalked safari

by intergalactic assassins

there’s no surface space to earn

no gist in the urban grist fist

so selfscript for lusty system success

nebulae metro only has 1way sunset

tickets to the after life skylounge and

we hear the ferryman’s on hunger strike




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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