Darren Barker is back with a second collection of his dark, down and dirty poetry. Once again plumbing the depths of human depravity, and mining the seam of darkness that usually remains hidden, Darren shines a bright light on the wickedness and corruption that lie beneath the surface of some otherwise dull lives. His poems are dark, and make the ordinary terrifying. They will leave you awake at night pondering the frailty of a human body, or whether there might be someone outside your bedroom window. Darren's poems are not for the faint-hearted, but if you want a walk on the wild side this second collection will give you another hundred short pithy snapshots of a sick mind at work. If you do find yourself hearing footsteps behind you in the dark, it's not his fault, ok?