Museum of The Infinite, To Douglas


The museum of which you speak 
Douglas has no vanishing point
everything in the open 
no hide and seek 
for what explains
our journey
                          between meaning
                          and menace

like the God Particle
that links mind to 
matter
              our universe one 
              of many nested in 
              a regressus
              of black holes

ends where mortality 
ceases to burden
the human heart

I want to stroll this museum
with you old friend 
as if we'd been here all along
watch the corridors of our 
assumptions 
dissolve

               around portraits 
               hanging in plain sight
               without walls
               or frames