12 pages and my copy is numbered 21==========“…like passwords that are impossible to remember.”A hypnotic and incantatory refrain of ‘likes’ like a fever. A maximising of minimalist music as a lexophony. A seemingly endless series of similes that become the ultimate metaphor. An objective-correlative for today and today’s essence of a co-vivid dream. Poetic but basic, as distilled from yesterday into happenings that happened, generally, historically or personally, like tomorrow’s recurring pattern already here. Like the fever of the needle’s landing. Like the author’s handwritten signature. An akimbo Z and something like an X with its two legs looped.A literarily experimental but hallucinatorily traditional tour de force. Honestly historical.