depths (a poem)

i am a lot to lovei want too muchmayhap, i know my worthand you can’t cut the check you wouldn’t know depthsif you were drowning cheap voicecheap wordslittered, trampled trinketsstrewn across the sandy gift shop did you know?that’s where the exit is i’ve gone deep divingif i need to find youi know where to lookshallow…

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