Triple Twelve is a strobogrammatic tour of future lives, from manta rays to triple goddess to plain suicide, a lurid music of crossed numbers. In these poems meaning is wherever you find it, the boundaries are tenuous and granular and ecstatic, the radiant fool is tyrannical and meticulous. We find here the phantasmagoria of the mundane, the glassy harmony of the blood spheres, and the resonant paradise of changing forms: a holographic respite among the levitating stones of the total field.