When the dark night of the soul arrives and the miasma of cold pleasure of suicide becomes the loudest baritone in the head, how does one leap back to the warm realm of the living? Where, when, how, and why one is jolted back to life is the supposed connecting thread of each, rather, stand-alone poem.
Titled �Soulful Defibrillation�, the following suite of verses is a wellspring testimony---all in poetic vision--- of how one�s soul is seduced into depression and how it is made to resist, no matter how death appears to be the only comfortable bed.