The Isle of Syndicates (Sunday Essay #5)

The Isle of Syndicates

[[Author notes that he doesn't know why he got started writing these, but they kept coming and so he put them all in one place: here. Most follow a specific format, but you'll see later editions straying from that opinion.)

- 1 -
Your attempt to be stopped by a moving train
is fantastic!

- 2 -
Your ability to survive 15 Pelican attacks
is significant!

- 3 -
Your proximity to Murder Man makes
your death imminent!

- 4 -
Everything up is down, and that head
is spinning!

- 5 -
A warrior-specific font in which
is birthed the Mouths of Angels!

- 6 -
There is no hell deep enough
to purge the Iron Soul

- 7 -
Prognostication! Splendid!
I'll talk to you myself.

- 8 -
You know what will help, but
advice isn't followed.

- 9 -
Trains are passing through,
one chasing the other.

- 10 -
Courage is valued and scourged
equally on both sides.

- 11 -
Requests for aid are regarded thus:

- 12 -
So, too, is it thus: for a thousand marksmen cannot cheat
the sages!

- 13 -
forget the fat one, the sounds respective to their maker
do not so hastily end!

- 14 -
it's bad luck
to let your face
grow as a cheese

- 15 -
Experiencing slender format
a tone throughout the ages
ploughs into each furrow
the springtime seeds of wretchedness

- 16 -
When you are all the way down, you don't even know that up exists.
At first, when you start to come up for air, you reject it, preferring instead the strange new world of the sea.
Then, later, you accept it, knowing that you are enjoying yourself except for the while between dives.
Finally, you welcome it, since you know now that both experiences are satisfying and, perhaps, you have spent too much time on the other side.

- 17 -

Stewed is not proud,
a loud spellcheck
pouch of putrid flesh
pound of breath