Mick Boyle, "Estrangement at the seventh precipice" (12 Mar 2005)
But think about it. The poem seems to read 7kb, the possible size of a small textual image. At the very least, it is an example of the steady use of the printer's fist. Mick, being a designer, has a good grasp on this skill.
un violon d'ingres
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