Sad Bastard Poetry

Since the very first quasi-mythological scratchings of the written word, and probably long before it, people have been sharing stories of the tragicomic concept known as Love. Those heights, and depths, were plundered no more infamously than by a writer named Billy the Bard, also known as Willy the Shake and Old Bill (unless you count that incestuous paedophile E.A. Poe). His gratuitous impact sparked the name for this collection in which you will read about the grotesque, photographic, melancholic, eviscerating, and hilarious faces of Love in all its forms, from romantic and sweet, to sadistic and self-loathing. This book is most especially about the face of Love of those hopeless romantics whose pessoptimism and eunoia is nothing less than the culmination of the Sad Bastard zeitgeist to which all love stories inevitably become at some point. To their pain go these spoils.