Time for My Generation to Die

Pssssst! Hey, You, Yes…YOUR Generation (whichever that may be).

Are you looking for:

• Saccharin love sonnets?
• Maudlin two-line musings?
• Droning co-opted hip hop lyrics?

You won't find that here.

Do you desire:

• Trite overbaked sentiment?
• Foolish masturbatory banter?
• Inscrutable word salad?

You won't find that here.

What you WILL find here is an epitaph, of sorts, laced with:

• Dark humor.
• Snide observations.
• Stark realism.
• Morbid landscapes.
• Gamblers and junkies.
• Punks and thugs.

An epitaph for MY forgotten generation—Generation Jones—who:

• Relish obscure banalities.
• Prefer pencil on paper.
• Revel in audacious irony.
• Eschews "the good old days".

It’s no longer time for any of these things. It’s simply:

…Time for my generation to die.

E.D. Evans is a lifelong poet. Having spent time in both London and New York during Punk’s original heyday in the late ‘70s and early ‘80s.

PLEASE NOTE: When you purchase this title, the accompanying PDF will be available in your Audible Library along with the audio.

©2023 Earth Island Books / E.D. Evans (P)2024 Earth Island Books / E.D. Evans