The following collections of poetry explores the religions of the human psyche, that dismal lonely place where mortality takes a left turn into the iniquitous instinct toward death and destruction. Some of the works shy away from its borders like a swimmer dipping a toe in the pool to test the water, and plunging willy-nilly into its abyssal depths, embracing it with the perverse satisfaction of a carefree cannonball from the highest driving platform. So, where did all these death and destruction come from? I was definitely influenced by my own life experiences and many others who have braved these wretched waters.