From cosmogonies and half-remembered memories to mythical mandalas from the ancient past, this collection of surreal poetry charts the soul's journey from the daylight waking world into Xibalba, the Realm of the Dead and Archetypal. But in doing so, it also mirrors the death of mythical and non-rational modes of experience in our modern society: the grey emptiness of Xibalba as experienced here is the bleakness of a society deprived of a mythological heart. Xibalba Songs asks a simple question: can we honestly say that if we let our ancestral mythological heritage pass into permanent nightfall, that we will be able to retain the true depth of our humanity, our experience and our much-celebrated curiosity and inspiration? Should we simply stand by, record its demise, and then move on to a future at best purposeless and at worst pitiless and bleak?