on par with tar and feathers

Mob rules make for poor bedfellows, understandably so given rise to structure and form prior The devolution is the ultimate outcome. That is, of course, if and when in the event that a sudden shift were to occur Become a point of no conflict Having understood the totality of the situation. Alas, again and again... Continue Reading →

The way forward

The rules are simple, don’t break them Find a way to make them Justified and applicable To the circumstances of the situation Arbitrary measures of control Wrestling against the sum total of experience Wilting flowers replanted in spring

points of interest

They speak of indicators. Those data points showing us the way forward with logic. The point itself has no skin in the game it doesn't boast, brag, or proclaim value-driven results. It merely exists in scrawl by the hand of another; a translation, if you will formula for representing an abstract concept (for which most... Continue Reading →

Sandbag

I cannot deny This post-apocalyptic Persistence of hope When the water receded We recorded the damage Shuffling around, yellow rain slickers Black boots sloshing We salvaged what we could Carrying out friends on pontoons Lifting boards and grounded fences Somehow we made it through In the end we met up Back at the old bait... Continue Reading →

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