we must all see

the truth that lies deep

for without the true in depth

we shall surely all be shallow

merely ordinaire

delightfully fathomless

and hopelessly deprived

for the rock will have come

removed it’s heavy bane

and left us all to bask

in the heavy acid rain

kept us to whimper

while we slipped deeper

further less differ

I hope this makes sense

surely it is confusing

and the divider of those two

a mere line less dense

thinner than Laura Flynn Boyle

keeping with itself

the very distinction

separating the confusing

lest it makes sense