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hay season

im broke

and stale air

loaded with hebetude

makes me want to kill

that bus stop buddy

stands all cgi joe retardo

in stupendous dullness

those philly creamcheese teeth

disgustingly spear shaped

drip poison juices

of myopic cowhide fish talk

nearly burnd my good boots

trying to get away from this

one legged horse town




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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