Abstract:
This collection of peotry is spawned from the pool of nothingness. That is, it is from all that is uncounted, downtrodden. The recently deceased are not dead, recently or otherwise. They are then and now and here. They exist. "We" are representative of all that are. They are. They are us. They are someone you know. They are you. In these poems you will encounter the misgivings, existence and angst of those that be; of those that have been. It is suggested that people are/were here and have gone. Buth the remainder is part of the equation. However, the coda of these folk remains. They are the dregs, the filmy viscous of what is, of what was. There is no "I".