Just as stunning as my last poetry collection #931731

The man inside the machine is broken again, but the reboot is failing. This collection is a high-voltage, confessional descent into the personal chaos of a life struggling to maintain its equilibrium. You'll witness the terrifying surge of internal noise, the agonizing search for emotional honesty, and the unexpected, fragile moments of connection that dare to challenge years of self-sabotage. This is raw poetry about the universal struggle to keep the spark alive when the trauma you thought was buried deep inside begins to claw its way back to the surface.
The volume quickly turns up on the external world, where modern absurdity is the only constant. From the brutal reality of an overcrowded public commute that pushes passengers to the brink, to a sustained, biting critique aimed squarely at corporate phonies and artistic stagnation, this book is designed to make you laugh and wince simultaneously. It’s a furious, high-contrast journey that escalates rapidly from a simple consumer craving to a full-blown, surreal media apocalypse—all filtered through a uniquely dark and highly detailed poetic lens.
The climax arrives when all the author's carefully controlled alter egos, tired of being made "pretty" for the public, burst out of the metaphorical toolshed, demanding revenge. This is the ultimate confrontation: a desperate struggle to regain control and compress the chaos before the entire system collapses. This is your warning: the end credits are rolling, but the story isn't a fairy tale. Prepare yourself for an experience that is relentless, uncensored, and utterly unforgettable.