Just because it's been oft fictionalised doesn't mean an apocalypse won't happen. But if it does, we won't have long to know about it. These sentiments are essentially contained in this remarkable book of pioneering 21st century visual poetry, that takes in electronic literature, asemic writing, glitch art, concrete poetry and art poetry from some of the world's finest pioneers in the field. Let me further describe the sensation of seeing / reading this remarkable book. If we begin from the supposition that direct and drab depiction and description not only muffles that which is evoked, but perhaps blots it out, then this book accurately represents an extinction level event. It actually orbs and ebbs and welts and gristles and grasps. It moves about, even though it's still. It is the last human baby in a wing. It is the blood of a third boiling sea. It is a warning to cubed lions and outdated scream servers. It is interesting. It is a lot, full of colour, and skill. I can thoroughly recommend you get it and look it, if you like to be other than bored. And, and, if you like to know what's coming for us all. - SJ Fowler