Author Description

Poetry is dead, but Jose Montano takes its grotesque corpse and makes it dance on a grimy dance floor somewhere in hell. This is not your usual poetry, this is poetry for the broken, the gonzo, the ones who gave themselves a lobotomy with rusty scissors and rubber cement. This book is a companion to the end of the world. This book is raw, just how poetry was intended to be. This book kills poets. Please read this book while on drugs. Please read this book while masturbating. Please read this book before committing crimes. Don't read this book.