Many of the poems have an almost sensual/spiritual involvement with paint and painting, perhaps unsurprising from a poet who is also a painter (cover image is by a different artist, but fits the vibe).
Some read like writing prompts or story fragments others like a debate a man is having with himself, thinking outloud in half sentences. Partway through observations that feel profound, he veers off into what looks like an airing of neuroses.
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