20 pages with photographs, 2.5 x 3.5", pocket size.

Filled with comic remorse, the anti-hero in these poetic apologies tries to come clean for almost everything: Las Vegas, modern art, partying, the millennium, nostalgia—not to mention books, happiness, politics, and even sleeping.

Sorry for Las Vegas
Sorry for the popular imagination

Sorry, most of all, for the future

Sorry for being confused
As if I were stumbling through
A shroud of mist

Sorry about the mist