FilamentA Poem by E.J. WalingFilament.
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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1 Review Added on June 27, 2023 Last Updated on June 27, 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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