I could've sworn I replied to this days ago. Anyway, I really liked it. I think I liked the concept more than the execution, though. Had I thought of this wonderful idea, I probably would have grounded it in more concrete images and had the narrator discussing the world he keeps awakening to, brain reset. But I see what you did, twisting the previous section slightly each time while changing your rhyme patterns up a little in the process. There were a lot of great sections to this, and I'll quote a few lower, but I guess my only complaint is that the actual topic of the verse didn't quite connect with the content.
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Figure it out. Ignoring what your lore on physics allow,
at the apex, sitting above in shadow,
bumping Taro, told you… triangles are my favourite shape:
primal bathing ape, see her naked nape,
seek to graze - or taste - then breach her navel space,
tryna hit it from the back ‘till I split her present & her past
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The approach to writing about sex here was fresh and brief enough that it worked. It's not easy to execute this without sinking to low levels.
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Reset. This a therapy for misfits,
every felt memory is twisted & the realm of reverie is cryptic,
my lethargy; a misprint (put the wrong impression on the signet).
We’ll miss things: like our juvenile energy… when we limp-dicked,
Or a time before I made an enemy of siblings,
The ship sinks; I suppose that some benefits are limpid.
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The nostalgia angle might have fit the topic better than anything else in the verse, and the writing here weas strong. Your vocabulary is impressive but not overused at all, and the parenthetical expressions were welcome changes of pace.