Who at the publishing company gave the "go ahead" for this one?! This book is an unfortunate display of uninspired drivel. The author lacks meaning and intelligence. The poems seem to have been composed quickly for the purpose of writing a book, and as a result they are extremely weak and unmoving. They strike me as the typical rantings of someone who has yet to experience real life (or at least someone who can't get his thoughts together to report on it.) Also, half the pages are mere quotes the author liked from movies, books, etc. If you want bland, confused jumbles of words, this book is for you. If you want real poetry, however, stick with the post-pubescent stuff.