This will be a poetry-collection of erotic poems, appreciated artists, and mainly geared for the dark, cold, wintry months! (This will also be mainly experimental, so, let's see how this goes...)

Poetry with the aims of potentially sounding coherent (or totally incoherent that it becomes its own form of coherency) via smashing words and concepts together.

Poetry that serves to clash tonally and ideally with the objective of making some bit of coherency.

Poetry that serves to clash tonally and ideally with the objective that a new tone, genre, or coherency (some semblance of sense at all) can be made from throwing different ideas together in a bizarre gathering of words.

Poetry that straggles the heartstrings. (You don't have to have read the first book.)

This book serves to be a collection of sad, melancholic poems.

Do you like erotic poetry? Well, I do too! Wanna embark on this journey with me? (This also can get emotional.)

This is a book of enraged poems. Don't say I didn't warn you! The purpose of this book, essentially, serves as a therapeutic outlet. This is NOT some manifesto, but a place of expression. Feelings of such loathing and hate, I don't believe, should be taken out on PEOPLE, but on PAPER, it's fair game. Hope you can find some relatablility and solace here, provided you resonate with the feeling. (Or, maybe, you just like this eye?)