Are You a Member of the Groove Cartel?

Are You a Member of the Groove Cartel?

How can you tell?
It's when the grooves form stars to swell
with latin swelter
the rhythm deeply felt, their
echoes playing helter skelter
minds-to-melt-wear.
It's a dark forest, better not to let them hear you belt where.
F'r me, it's a paradox,
how space can be 
so devoid of thought
and yet filled with rocks that roll
tumbling without control
at least we earthlings,
we have Sol

y solo que sera

Here we are
the dust of stars
moved to the exhaust of tar
distilled from lives that never are returning
like the hydrogen the stars are burning
yearning only for a keen discerning eye
to read their secrets from the Dance of Skies

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