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 I'm bilaterally deaf, schizophrenic, autistic, talented individual. I can see you thinking…What was his day job? Well, I am a qualified systems engineer and i worked in computers.   To be honest I can't remember what I wrote in my bio which I deleted.   I write I draw, It is my goal in life to be anything but facsimilia. I believe life is duodecimal, you live you die, dark. Some call this depression and indeed I am a depressive schizophrenic.       To be something is a great thing-some call it drosophilae syndrome(to be studied), a term I coined myself. As I appreciate in words as I get older sometimes it helps to remember what it was like being a child with drosophilae syndrome where the other is to be seen. This is why I draw and write.

I'm bilaterally deaf, schizophrenic, autistic, talented individual. I can see you thinking…What was his day job? Well, I am a qualified systems engineer and i worked in computers. To be honest I can't remember what I wrote in my bio which I deleted. I write I draw, It is my goal in life to be anything but facsimilia. I believe life is duodecimal, you live you die, dark. Some call this depression and indeed I am a depressive schizophrenic. To be something is a great thing-some call it drosophilae syndrome(to be studied), a term I coined myself. As I appreciate in words as I get older sometimes it helps to remember what it was like being a child with drosophilae syndrome where the other is to be seen. This is why I draw and write.

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Sound of A Dove

Oh! Love Splendid is the carpet (delicious is the cabernet) We are floating on a cloud High up above the wilderness where beasts roam and hands glove. Oh! Love Desire Desire Desire (Desire) And more so We are indulgent today And so we pray For more of the same Oh! Love…

Posted byAndrew Mark WatkinsMay 11, 2017May 11, 2017Posted inpoem, UncategorizedTags:amour, ardour, d'amour, desire, french, love, paris, poem, proseLeave a comment on Sound of A Dove

Red,White,Blue

The cars go past red , white and blue The exhausts fumes filling my lungs and making me cough as I traverse another alleyway, driveway, underground car park Someone leaves a seat empty and I go and sit down and a drink is brought out for me where I sit rolling a cigarette as theContinue reading “Red,White,Blue”

Posted byAndrew Mark WatkinsApril 23, 2016April 23, 2016Posted inUncategorizedTags:paris, poemLeave a comment on Red,White,Blue

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