Dispatch from “out of town.”
The lady in upper left says “I am.” To her left, the girl says “I was.” To her left, half a gargoyle says “I will be” and the other half says “I am.” To his left is some eldritch youngster saying, “Hey, good lookin’/Whacha got cookin’/Howzabout cookin’ sompin’ up like Me?” Capitalization of Me is significant.
“Compare and contrast” is a common strategy for writing an essay–at least it was when I was growing up. I liked the idea of adding “Concoct” because that’s a relatively new strategy, now being employed for the genetic modification of grain. Perhaps future generations of humans will be genetically modified, or computer-hybrided, or both. Time and toil will tell. I suspect in the near future there will be a “brain race” of hegemony-viers. I hope Goodness and Mercy are uploaded if so.
Here are the words to the triple acrostic:
Crepe and papier-mâché may form a scene bucolic
Offspring of an errant tom may come out calico
Many cosplayed Nerdfolk will be at the ComiCon
Patent leather wingtips were the rage in days of frolic
Aberration’s operators fool [or fuel] with Conoco
Remnants of an era past are waxing apostolic
Enter yelping–exit slurping on a root beer float
Ends will ofttimes turn upon the turning of a coat
A “Turncoat” is a traitor. There is no such word as “abberation” unless considered as an aberrant form of “aberration.” We are riverlike to the extent that we are never the same, even midsyllable.
