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I’m dialing a

                   deadman’s lovely



                                                       no tinhat compai

                                struggling w \ his guilt


                                                      just edges from my person


                               dispossessed of


                disposable sessions


                                in this funny girlyman gravity

                      the air presses down


                               the wound responds how


                                     there’s no new school for anything




                             seen lesser a more dumb as clicks


              & she still

                 never saw me




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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