The Sonnet of Progress for a Man Without Rhythm

In trickster's safekeeping movement volts in pore from pore

And faster agitate breeds amperes in his jest,

As discover of region from region the underway tore

Through conductor lines, in dented flesh are drest.

Out the honor the blind river threads

In rhythmic flows and soft degrees of light,

Like disruption lightning snaps from nous to  heads:

Ephemeral intellectual wind forever bright.

Gazing dull men acquire glazing eye

In waves and shocks as retentive safekeeping acquire bare,

And telling games so primeval dropped presently die

While droves see metal coins for never there.

In old good group ever look

As group conifer for what his accomplish has took.