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New Rhumbas from a Slate Porch


Keep that door poppin Lucas I don’t want to see it shut___-


Thinskin remembrances limp panty scratch behind violet hues

in the same place with recurved horns brought to

fossil footprints bear a beacon lit dancy bismer re do

plastic brand in no heat life variables is a full nutbag’s

agony entertained carte blanche bleachy and the mother

claw encloses longride stiff consecutives bar narrow heraldic

data points toward shadowed corners absorb action for nod

in the detailed settlements flat fear molds at surplus slaughter

pitch over ledge moments sprung hands want kinder soup in square

darklight face away from accumulative space respect shot did not

obtain its toolbox pays a false expense to absurd priest best coy

wave pimp gauge sight soundless bottoms curl their places

at binate threads perpendicular to weary mirrors held |




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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