ReceiverA Poem by E.J. WalingReceiver.
Where’s existence? Self. Where’s self? Mirrored reflection. Am I what I see? External construct, locomotive. Mechanical. Is that all I am? Is that really me? Inside. Blood. Bones. Organs. Is that where I reside? Behind the eyes. Is that home, where my essence holes up? Nerves synapse grey matter. Is that how I tick? Where am I? Do I live out there? Another realm reside? Essence, spirit, flowing there to here. Mirrors reflection just a receiver? Being animated from afar. Spirit, signal flowing in then flowing on when the receiver breaks down. Could be! © 2023 E.J. Waling |
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Added on April 13, 2023 Last Updated on April 13, 2023 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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