Infinity • Mariel Boyarsky

There is something
unbalanced in this.

He is not of two minds.

The weight of numbers
(square root of pi
limit as x approaches
infinity
tangent graphs)
these are his world.

They are hefty things, I know.
But is there not
a different heart to this:

the color of water
so gray
to be a different
darker
heartier gray
than that of its cold morning;

a landscape
desert
winter
mountains
summer;

the heavy wheel of it:
its endless path --

infinity,
no?