I’ve seen these floating around the interwebs lately. I still haven’t decided if I’m a fan or not of “book spine poems,” but I admire the spirit behind them and I thought I’d give one a chance:

WHY I WRITE

welcome
to the monkey
house, in a lonely
street; the
beat scene – a
light
in the attic.

return
to the city of
white donkeys.

new york city
bones.

SEND ME LINKS TO YOUR BOOK SPINE POEMS!