…Is it Too Much to Ask

An ill-conceived and loosely curated collection of poetry, lyrical prose, personal fauxlosophy and other assorted falderal. If you have ever felt confused, mystified or even mortified at the direction of your own thoughts from time to time, then this may well be the book for you. While this book does indeed contain poetry, this is not what one would call a typical book of poetry. It is a bit more like a conversation about the how and why poetry becomes what it becomes. And by conversation I mean, the voices in my head chatting it up with the voices in your head. This book is a somewhat abstract compendium of thoughts and desires about a great many things that irk or inspire us as humans being. Love, lust, joy, fear, anger, laughter and fauxlosophy all have a foster home between these covers, and they have been waiting for you to take them home. Yes...if it helps you to decide, then by all means consider this a rescue book. It's not really used to kids, but it is house-broken. This book is an attempt to communicate to people at large that we do indeed share, for better or for worse, a great many of the same thoughts, We even share in thoughts often unspoken due to their questionable subject matter. Those are the ones that REALLY do connect us, but we rarely know it.