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humbled by what helter bravery bled

said to a Kaiser’s kickie wickie

while i touches the kentbugle lefthand



all those who who

all those owls’ helpers nesting pentuphouse

speculative hedge gain money fumes rippy


let’s say our sooth

using your baked ass’s head

would that be extra ordinary


the pretty good playbook winks back at me




her state of dreamy druggy repose falling

liquid scofflaws

stings my fresh digression

i’m down for a long karezza don’t need to blow my nutz


save that for needed whens & the not likes

i make it through the logjam ok

live us this loop our carnivorous calvalcades




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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