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Buy Nervous Lethargy Now

Buy my second book here.

Thank you to everyone who supports my writing. This was a fun process. Here is the Amazon product description:

“Poetry is the language of language.” So writes Charles B. Snoad in the introduction to Nervous Lethargy, a collection of poetry obsessed with the power of words. Snoad asks difficult questions about the nature of truth, the existence of God, the joys and frustrations of desire and falling in love, and the persistence of anxiety in today’s technology-driven global society. The highly sensitive, self-aware speakers in these poems take readers on an existential journey through tragedy, hope, and longing—attuned to the beauty and absurdity of modern life. That feeling when your head spins so fast you can’t get out of bed—this is Nervous Lethargy.

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Poet Try

Performance Anxiety

it’s hard to love
from a distance
to dot your thighs
uncross your knees

to put into words
only what a quiver
or curled toes
might say

to write without thinking
a poet sharper than me
makes you hum
at a higher frequency

c b snoad
3-27-17

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Nervous Lethargy: Assembly Stage

The writing and rewriting and rewriting again and again process is complete. There are 60 poems in Nervous Lethargy. Some date back to 2000; I wrote the latest one two days ago.

Next up: converting each Word document to the proper format I’ve devised for the whole book. Need to set up consistent font size, font style, page orientation, margin settings, page breaks, page numbers, headers, etc. Then merge all the files into one Word file and convert it to a PDF. Then upload the PDF to CreateSpace for their magical computers to check for errors and measure the extent of my madness.

The cover is done. The intro is done. The postscript is done, as is the “about the poet” page. The contents page is not done, but I have already determined the order in which the poems will appear. There are three chapters, each with 20 poems. (I’m nuts for symmetry.)

Once Amazon accepts my file (even if their computers don’t agree with my worldview) I will order a proof copy, which will arrive in my mailbox with free shipping. Thanks, Prime! Then if I’m happy with the whole thing, I’ll say “GO AHEAD, I’M READY TO BARE MY SOUL.” And Nervous Lethargy will go live and I’ll let you know it’s finally here.

 

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Nervous Lethargy Update

Making tons of progress on Nervous Lethargy. Been a (mostly) fun process. Will keep plugging along. Peace.

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Second Book In The Works

I am happy to announce that I have begun writing my second book. Last year I self-published The Intimacy of Communication: A Spiritual Encounter via CreateSpace, and I am using CreateSpace for book number two.

Nervous Lethargy is a collection of poetry from 2000 through today. Some of the poems have appeared here on Sharp Left Turns, but many have not. Still determining what to include and how to arrange them.

I’m excited about the process, and I want to thank my brother Tom Trebswether for “strongly suggesting” I publish a book of poems. More info to follow as I move through the process.

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Core Beliefs

Core Beliefs

my therapist says overthinking
can be a defense mechanism

overthinking can be
a defense mechanism

overthinking can be
an unfenced metaphorical prison

it’s not my fault
my therapist says

confessional poems
can be used against me

my therapist runs a mom & pop
Oedipal arrangements shop

with thirty-one flavors
of oral fixation lollipops

overthinking can be
a dense intellectual prism

a defense mechanism
defense mechanism

anxiety is a preexisting
human condition

paid for by a
state institution

my therapist ties
Freudian slip knots

to agoraphobics flying
kites in parking lots

it’s not my fault
it’s not my fault

I don’t believe
it’s not my fault

my therapist is the reason
I’m in touch with my feelings

c b snoad
2-13-17

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Star 69

phone-sex

the luscious lull that seeps through cellphone ear
zero-one zero-one
floating off Robotic Tonsil
up in throughout buzz-hum Fiber-Optic veins
running beneath these Sacred States—
I’ve called you
automated-voice-woman-drone
I need phone service missing dial-tone
or cable TV all fuzzed out
(I desire CNN this instant I must be informed this instant)
or demand faster internet access the Porn too slow to come
I need help now
you tell me press 1 for this or 2 for that then 5 for a repeat
submissive shit I follow
touch-toning my way to Digital Gratification
hungry for your binary-sex-speak
your zero-one zero-one sweet-nothing-vibes
I want to drop my khaki shorts & spread for you
have test-tube psychopath-introvert
(I’m not afraid are you afraid)
The first auto-child of Truth & Silicone
a sin-less pile of junk with no Unconscious Mind
but automated voice-woman-drone
I’ve called you
& you’ve like a Plastic Cock Tease placed me on hold
promising a representative will be with me shortly
my call as always important
my Satisfaction as always Guaranteed

c b snoad
published in Lynx Eye (spring 2002)
edit 2-5-17

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