The way I frame my points of reference in citational ambiguity. Of everything that wants to consume me, in brand-name identity. But not until I consume it . Sanctioned lovers entwine entrepreneurially in mid-mindset. The TV disappears in the background but not the noise.
Ticker tapes the conversation mulling about.
Not precise in where it wants to go and that's part of the fun. Or the dilemma, as the case may be. Futuristic legalese scribbled on a tatooed pall. The Language Gestapo bred equality. Each verb had its own nerve.