Molding the World


United States
33° 58' 0.5772" N, 84° 26' 36.6792" W

A piece of clay lies on the table
shapeless, but filled with info
with knowledge that is barely stable
ready, but nowhere to go

A hand appears and starts to mold
the clay then starts to reveal
an image that could not have been told
the clay came out of the seal

Every single word has its own shape
poetry, has no limit
words change and can be shifted, reshaped
say what you want with it


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