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whether lorca wonderd

 

//parts unknown transit from

blowback operas made in yemen

where the oil fucks sand &

ghostflowers scent telltale hearts

pianoteeth commissioners are

timebombs ready with the money

plot the pleach cart flesh in another

crying same same wanting

andalusian dagger gouged eyes.

 

aewatkins(c)2019

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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