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

I’m a printed–word artist,
veteran of the poetry wars,
and 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,
creatively reacting in old-school style…

 THAT’S  ME.

My POETRY, my PROSE, and favorite MUSIC HERE