This is my third book of poems and my final words/poems on the subjects. I've probably said too much already. As I said in my poem, Slavishly Enchained Letters (page 2, A Peek Inside), Sometimes there is nothing to say...yet words tumble out anyway. Loose lips, the curse of the poet.
If you've read my other two books, A Peek Inside and Burn before Reading, you already know that I'm not expecting much interest from the world. These books are for just in case someone is interested.
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