Grip

Grip

A Poem by E.J. Waling

Firmly griped.

Griped

in what’s

around.

Griped 

by the

code.

Where

we are.

Internal

instinct 

gripping 

what is done.

Programmed.

Coded for

function.

Controlled

by code.

Do what’s

done, coded

as such.

No way out!

No way 

out of 

determinism.

Predetermined 

from the start.

Coded

from 

inception.

Illusions.

Merry-go-round.

Everything 

a merry-go-round.

Spinning.

Relentlessly 

spinning.

Going nowhere, 

simply in 

circles 

as designed.

© 2020 E.J. Waling


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E.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..