Pathetic Little Pocketbook of Poetry

A trashy, little collection of poems that were birthed from the existential canal, during a very, dark period of time. Full of cheap, crass expletives and forced rhymes but as honest as you could get. These poems marked both the end of a weird, soul-searching phase of my life, and the end of my writing. I'm not sure when I'll ever be able to write again, but when I do, although it will take on a new direction, you can rest assured that it wont contain crap about Tuis or fantails shitting and singing in Kowhai trees. ;-)