ABOUT THIS COLLECTION Here we are again. This volume is something of a milestone as it is the 25th collection of my poetry (in various forms) to see print, and the second to appear under the aegis of Eschaton Productions.
As with my other recent releases in this format, the poems herein represent abut 10% of my compositions over a two-year period, in this case 1992 and 1993. This particular book very nearly came out posthumously, my only having barely survived an automobile accident in the fall of 1993. Many life changes have ensued, however, creating shifts in tides as nearly as cataclysmic as those of 1985, some four of these collections ago.
Stress, it is the water that we swim in, it is omnipresent and so deep as to crush. This is the state of humanity, our true milieu. We frantically claw for escape, but are ensnared, we search out every door, but find no promise, we ache for new beginnings but encounter, "Always, The End".
- B.M.T., 1994
