The Sleep of Reason Produces Monsters

What nightmares sleep doth bring in the absence of reason! In the comfort and security of our beds, unleashed to run rampant are the sacred and the profane, the extraordinary and the banal. In these nineteen poems, Jonathan M. Cook twists love into need and erodes ecstasy into boredom. Here, animals mock humanity's naivete, gods and devils wage quiet wars, and lovers abandon one another to their apathy.