Call me El Desdichado. Call me Bob. 
Call me ConnectHook. Call me names.
I will still write poetry.

I’m a printedword artist,
veteran of the poetry wars,
widely-published in my dreams. 

I am disgusted . . . 
hence — my verse:
one-man backlash to poetic blackout,
a lyrical stand against vapid Modernism,
committed to the subversion of poetic dullness,
proudly reacting in old-school style —



My POETRY, my PROSE, and favorite MUSIC HERE