You appear the harlequin herald. Trance bound, held and wound Around your own reflection. Diamond dusted to ward the wary With gilded glances and nary
Winter withdraws In waves that pull Ever northward. …and still it sets. Summer screams In blasts of fire Beating and heating. …and still it sets.
Rhythm Corps was a band from Detroit that formed in the early 80’s. They are not well known and broke up in the 90’s.
Erupting from beneath, below The blanket of yesterday’s beauty With no regard. No respect. No remorse. Clawing and climbing with Ugly, undulating progress Paved by
This week’s Reboot is coming early. I credit the inspiration for it to Bojana, because of a comment she made in this post by
Hey you. Hey me. The spirit of reason. Of right. Of wit. Dismissing the dailies And ignoring the noise Created by those with agendas. Don’t