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Bu9

 

the story bends. the bend directs all emotions that can’t keep up.

propose only fans with a finishd marquetry. stir warrant.

it was us back then~gentle heathens<po e try we annoyed

better bathe the words in skin>dactyloid fingerprints divinate.

 

the prize takes more than it gives.

daddy won’t get here to grab your gear.

 

all those things you could be by now that fire makes its pledge.

 

eggmate pull urgent this bull find.

 

nothing awaits reunion>come on in>tip tongues in silver

 

more the dialectical weight press bugout.

frame risen opera far inside greater holes ahum.

 

further steps and ten tricks you didn’t smell about the panel wall.

 

hamslappers too easily plain. every chance to walk away

capstone for a seasonal final denial~meself by meself

conjunctions soonafter were mason degree island float<jargon

societies reach opposition.

 

 

aewatkins(c)2021

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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