{"product_id":"the-cobra-drank-the-pupils-from-our-eyes","title":"THE COBRA DRANK THE PUPILS FROM OUR EYES","description":"\u003cp\u003eIn a variation on Philip K. DickÕs famous quote, we could say about this collection of poems: ÒMadness is that which, when you stop believing in it, doesnÕt go away.Ó Gary J. Shipley shows in sometimes fully desperate, sometimes seducing words and wordings the other side of madness. Madness that doesnÕt go away, even when accepted, even when given meaning, and understood. Under the daily ÒcaramelizationÓ and ÒcriminalizationÓ of madness lies this deserted, barren land without comfort, where we are lucky to have Shipley as a guide to lead us through.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003eWouter Kusters, author of A Philosophy of Madness: The Experience of Psychotic Thinking\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\n\u003cp\u003eI was talking to myself the other day, and IÕd like to share with you something genius that I said about Gary J. ShipleyÕs The Cobra Drank the Pupils from Our Eyes: ÒAn endless procession of phrasal spectres opens up to a mezzanine of Satanic sofas. ÔNo peace outside the song,Õ says Gary. The unquestionable subtitle of the thing before you is The Merciless Boutique of Purgation, or The ShadowÕs Blue Adventure, or Fucking in Place of a Lightning Rod. Perhaps The BaboonÕs New Testament? All human behaviour is violent; every feeling, a sickness. Gary J. Shipley force feeds the sun our little desperations. Wait. Scene: Gary J. Shipley eats all the sunlight. The empathic sands of dreamsleep resign themselves to a labour camp beyond the legal limits of a thousand ectopic smiles, subducted from incognito barbarity. Can you imagine how green the stars were, hidden in the preconscious truth of comatose mammals? Now itÕs all Ômedicinal remnants with antlers,Õ Ôthe brain damage of staying awake,Õ and Ômissile silos sprouting on the moon.Õ The bloodlust herein requires the sheen from a few slick coats of what no oneÕs ever desecrated, if possible. ÔThe only thing motivating me is the madness of that which will not be written,Õ says Gary. End scene.Ó Pretty good, right?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003eCarlos Lara, author of Like Bismuth When I Enter, Poetry, Cobra, UK, , Gary J. Shipley|  | 177PAGES\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"Gary J. Shipley","offers":[{"title":"Paperback","offer_id":46768464822433,"sku":"TOPSELL82","price":34.0,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0462\/1120\/3233\/files\/e7pgzrn-front-shortedge-384.jpg?v=1785209835","url":"https:\/\/bookswholesale.myshopify.com\/products\/the-cobra-drank-the-pupils-from-our-eyes","provider":"BooksWholesale","version":"1.0","type":"link"}