Have you ever read a book of poetry that reads like a bunch of in jokes among friends? That's what this felt like to me. I know plenty of the names--Maradonna, Griswold, LeBron. I know where Schenectady and Bayreuth are, and I know what a jelly roll quilt is. I know what a lot of the nouns are--and there are a lot of nouns, like KFC, Peugeot Lion, incisors, quick cement. But they are just lists of words. I am sure they male sense and are funny or meaningful to someone. Who, I have no idea (friends, family, other poets, people from a certain neighborhood, a school/work/generational cohort?).
A number of these poems (see: Deep Code, but there quite a few others as well) feel like they are about parenting, and the chaos and frustration that come from parenting small children. But that may be me reading into them what I get from the nouns. Given the description on the back cover--which I cannot fully understand--they are about "contemporary urban experience".