A beautiful writer is stunning, front and center. When
distracted, she hears “Continue − to enter the contest area − Continue.”

Not going to lie to you, I watched both of us — affecting a radius, destabilizing ‘oppositional’ temperament. On our side, we’re doing well, considering.

                            To consider the wooded radius is great work, cuts straight through any restructure, throwing out hyper-nonliteral churning depth w/ gutsy abandon.
The budget cuts (last line) are background to double-rhymed soundtracks. Entire sectors feel it’s the end of capital, epic sums expended in slender career arcs.

                            The floodgates and instrumentation get redone for full combat. Let’s clink Solo cups, wondering about free bits of a lifetime. It might be some freedoms are on probation ...

according to decision theory now. / Only for you
am I free to carry bags of sand to remember elm meadows.