If it's down & dirty in the life of small rooms you want,search no further. Cold Reading reports from the trenches. In a book as thin as a worn sheet, the poet cops a pleafor all residents on the rim. This is the book to take to bed when it's the best you can do-along with a messof army blankets & a cheap radio. Some winters areso cold that a man must decide whether to read or burnthe furniture. Made up of late-night binges of sourgrapes & jeremiads, these 54 "entries" hit the spot likea preacher on ludes. If nothing else, they'll putthe chill of god into a moment's notice. Cold Readingis bad, bad-and wonderful for you.