Coffee and corpses and the ABCs of dating and labelling your girlfriends according to Zachary: “I’ll keep her forever — just you wait and see/she’s my one and only/a girl just for me.” Okay so it rhymes. Can I continue? “The DVD Director’s commentary of how we met” includes subtly hypnotic supervision of mass culture’s annoying dominance over our physical reality, as follows “The way you wore your pantyhose, like a secret.” I’d like these snazzy lounge act poems if they weren’t being sold to me on an infomercial in the middle of the night. (Nathaniel G. Moore)