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service loud rita slow and tasty

often in summer swan solo view

hear her see the colour of our smell

walk toward new ventures

feel she eat their scorched tarmac anger

she extracts sparkling passion

nuclear ice spears depleted heartspace

love consumes equal

those proud mambo kings

memory men members’ mute

mere museum cold cut props

she’ll ill hook appreciate

gloat slow death stutter

touch it tangy

on the accident homicide border




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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