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GONG THIS NITE FROM

 

severely lain me she plainly just did jit

/

as quite should

of she

i and be

less than a single no where man

center cut emoto succotashy giveup

glad

the angry feed me fat

across all 6 degrees

see you know see i don’t want a know anys you about

goes me much the way

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said curse of i

cannot slash the future’s foreskin

supply me its sly gifts

squashd spirit kernel

ams upon flaming am

a sputum cough offerd

from the wrong

earth’s psychopathic crust

 

aewatkins(c)2017

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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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