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take Mr. Chance


/sue aside

the locator’s fist

knocks it upstairs

found no be alls

that end in end

souls appear


on their way

slap them

if they have to

between her tits

the dent in

surrounding space

when will she

not wear a moniker

of her latest obsession

she’ll ring the bell

in the moon then

talk strategies collapse

these matters are entwined

in a fifth architecture

needlessly uncomfortable

liminal spaces

this isn’t happiness.



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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