Filament

Filament

A Poem by E.J. Waling

Filament.
Tomorrow.
Tomorrow’s
a
concept.
Yet to
be,
exist.
Can’t
see,
touch
or hear.
Not
tangible.
Existence 
on the
edge.
Filament
of reality.
Imprinted,
only.
Sliding
forward.
Slicing
through
nothing.
Spirits 
in the
quantum.
History
stored,
created.
Instant
to
Instant.
Essence
exists
on a 
quantum 
thread.
Energy!
Nothing
before.
Nothing
after.
Nothing
more.
Just an
illusion.
All just
a mirage.
Wave
passing,
dissipates.
No time.
No space.
Moments.
Only 
moments.
Quantum
filament.
Never
ending.
Nothing
more.

© 2023 E.J. Waling


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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..