Every line of the new poems is also a social critique deeply imbued with ars poetics, in which the writer asks questions, confesses, and formulates questions. As he puts it, "radical question marks" should be put into the self-manipulating, duplicitous and grotesque world. At the same time, he does not skimp when he almost viscerally dissects his own inner lyrical self down to the smallest detail, from the chain of memory to the complexities of the adult life. A shell, a persistent sense of loneliness, and a stubborn lack of either an inner compulsion or a sense of responsibility, seep through his lines. Elemental, self-deprecating emotions, laced with cynical self-irony, resound from the depths of the poems. The present volume is a worthy attempt to bring together nearly three years' worth of material, while continuing to enrich the lyrical output.