One extremely long poem. Appears to be about a breakdown in a relationship or a professional life. It has some appeal for its rhythym and for its subtle condemnations of the deep discord between most romantic partners as well as between the individual and the society he occupies. Other than that, no grace or artistry. There are line breaks here, but this is not poetry.
Found this in a dollar rack while traveling, the perfect storm of book serendipity, so I took a chance on it. Definitely the kind of poetry I don't really understand, a stream-of-consciousness sort of thing. It had some good lines and wordplay in it and I'm glad I read it.