The book that explains the failure of the first sequence and casts a light on my other works; written in effectively three days on a speed binge it turns out by some quirk of fate it may be the best thing I ever accidentally wrote. A powerful expressionistic rendering of the movement of my mind in a short space of time summing up my reasons for living, writing, breathing, and still stunningly, loving. A fine book for short bursts as well, dispensing with the faux code of the original. This is a book for short reflection, and surprisingly large engagement. It requires no real acquaintance with my other works, although it casts endless light on poetry and the original sequences. An experimental book of great merit.
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