A Walk Through the Infinite
Through the use of haunting, sometimes painful, imagery this collection of poems depicts people’s struggles to understand their environment, which often appears strange or threatening.
A Walk Through the Infinite What have they done to our old school? Built over our memories, that’s what. Concrete and wood laid over our childhood, Asphyxiating our earliest school days.
Panoramic The god’s-eye view clasps you in its concrete grasp, Envelops your mind with its cloak of stillness; Terrain unchanged for endless eternity Dazzles with awesome spectacularity.
The Glass Lake Concealed in my lakeside den, I watch a small, slim figure, Eyes clear as nitrogen, Projecting their ocean-deep blueness With the brilliance of an alien starfield.
The Commuter Blank faces in a streaming crowd, Bodies steeled with grim resolve, They surge down cold, stark stairways, Powerful as the black light Of an imploded quasar.