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

Some say, not going to lie, both of us botched a radius of this, destabilizing
‘oppositional’ temperament. On our side, we’re doing well, considering.

                To consider the green wooded radius is greater work, cuts straight
through any restructure, throwing out hyper-nonliteral depth w/ gutsy,
landscapist abandon.
The budget cuts (last line) are background to double-rhymed ambient scores.
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. We wonder about other churning bits of our lifeline. It might be some
freedoms are on probation ...

according to decision theory now. / Not only for continuing,
the problem has been how.