Daniel Bailey has just released an ebook EAST CENTRAL INDIANA, which is a slick sick puppy of the gray variety and contains a nice contained set of poems creeped with inner-absurdity, meth smoke, & the bizarre made back-porch familiar.
Here are a few examples lines:
i’ve tried selling all of my belongings: my flame pants,
my fire couch, my incineration chamber,
but everything is obsolete here, even the expression
you used to show enjoyment when you ignited bats
Daniel does a certain mode of poetry I think more innovatively and with a stranger cull of images and lines than others that could be associated. This is a great read, and BEAR CREEK FEED is a great new source of ebooks.