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All this
talk of time,
never gauged it right,
you drained the sea I liked,
I swam in it, I tried digging,

would you let the waves divide again?
Would you let them break, a nicer end?

I’ll never make the night,
the levee breaks sometimes, but
a sequel might suffice,
took a graft in spite, still,

(can’t be slow) what if all we’ll ever be
(can’t be low) was in all the pleasantries?
(in your throat)
W
hat if all the
levity
(I can’t float) was
distorted
empathy?