Early Years of
Transdimensional Travel

by John Reinhart

never what it seems,

the blue and red, the memory

curves, what it means -

spectrum to infinity

in darkened corners

shark smiles - what big teeth,

grandmother - remember

the fields beside the path

when your face says hello

do you know the color

of you?

opaque days under

blue skies under salty

waves, wishing for light