Living In The Event Horizon Of A Big Mud Hole

A series of poems about what happens in the shadows of every day life. Free form verse describing a world where complex life is embedded in a microbial whirlwind loaded with genetic dander. Only in the mind do we have a majority share holder position, in our bodies we have a minority share holder position. Various inventions made to make life simpler actually keep shifting the identity of the final winner, much the same as the game of musical chairs. The cover art is a volcano erupting with a face in the smoke and ash.