OozedA Poem by E.J. WalingWe oozed out of this place. A place formed by dust, rock and gravity. Born we were into the infinite void, opened our eyes and here we are. How strange. Now what? Civilization as it is, hasn’t a clue. The horizon ahead is fuzzy, unclear. Change now careening ahead, breakneck speed, only speeding up. What’s next? Uncertainty. Gaia, the global brain being built. All around, it permeates. Like never before. Get ready for light speed. © 2018 E.J. Waling |
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1 Review Added on March 21, 2018 Last Updated on March 22, 2018 AuthorE.J. WalingNHAboutE.J. Waling is considered by many in the literary community to be the Salvador Dalí of poetry. His rough-hewn unfettered style mimics the artist’s unconventional view of perceived real.. more.. |

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