Here is the bottom part of the page from last post, vignetted for dramatic effect.
And here is a prose-poem of the acrostic:
out of locus focus
Oh, let’s all say No, and if Unsightly ovoid–U.F.O.–To then select a vacant C of déjà vu and aperçu, for sakes of Christ and Dr. Seuss.
Last, here is how the page entire looks.
Just so we’re all on the same page, #130 and #131 ARE on the same page. So the lower left discloses some of what will be on #131. And the reproduction is a photo, not a scan, and it’s not of very good resolution, so there will be some attempt via text to clarify what is visually impaired. Ironically, the two acrostics for these two segments are “Out of Focus Locus” and “Out of Locus Focus.”
Top left shows a woman, presumably our Narrator, dancing on a somewhat-guitar-pick-shaped platform. She is saying “Seams are things, wot? I knot.” (Sneak preview: in #131 she says, “Things are not what I seam.”)
Out of Focus Locus
O, to Mollify a fearful soul
Ousting all of Monsterdom our goal
Unto us: outré imbroglio
Understood: We “conquered” polio
Thus with COVID-19 esoteric
Thanatopsis cannot wax generic
O, a Brave New Conquest–what say U
For its Health & Safety Voulez-Vous
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The next segment will include an image of the entire page.
“Just one key unlocks them all/And it’s there at your command…” Jesse Colin Young
Many of us begin or continue our day with a form of the stimulant Caffeine. In the United States of America, it is so rife as to be hard to avoid.
Caffeine Depender
Cop a cup so hotly brewed
Additives to be less rude
Find your Center with a sip
Feel that shield against the Grippe
Even-temperedness we reckon
In the first cup then the second
Need a third? the pot’s still here
Existential Warmth & Cheer
Lifepaths sometimes split like lightbeams.
For some, the only price for comic books that seems right is twelve cents.
Two creatures commune. Others circumnavigate.
It bears repeating: Each day is a small lifetime. If some thought is given to the structuring of that lifetime, something Glorious may well happen.
The Ink Lunatics took over the asylum with this one.
This segment tries to be the two-dimensional equivalent of a Funhouse.
One with Clay, Image and Text 