These ruling orders, 

like a mannequin factory, 

pester & disarm, contented belief

I’m admiring loiters of the game

Where can storytelling nix valuation?

I gently brush through idealism

Meteorological forecast

She doesn’t easily remember nouns

The caging animosity of her visuals

I reminisce to mythological fruit in a laundry room

Where should this equation get undone?  

There is promise within beta testing religious activity 

There is desire pooling in her fleshy wrinkles

How to maximize a retrospective analogy?

I like ideas geared to nurture an event

This corruptly stripped bundle of declarations

She reeks from overexposure to hazard lighting

Where can put my unborn key terms?

Numbers implicatively signifying facial reorientation

The wrapper crinkling,

nearby her inviting knitted pills,

that gather @ their rib cage lectern

Our floating simulation,

eased, but not necessitated, with reality props  

The stares at nowhere, in failed occupation

I’m dramatizing hygiene

This bursting irregularity challenges equilibrium

She weaves like viral meetings of agency

Cartilage stairwell

I find reasons to adopt gnarly bits of thought

Who denounced legacy?

There is nirvana

Permanent keyboard markings

I wait until she fumbles the ignition