depth

we can't reach needed depth in the comercial break.
foot shot, now you want to run?
put down your gun!
You call about your intent to...what, drop off?
deporching weight landing at the door
with only a note to say "hey thanks, call me."
WHAT ABOUT THE DOOR!?!
she had to out the back way to round this stone
and you talk of short time? what about time taken from the long way trip?
dismade at this.  your feeling wrenching in the most calm
while clenching the wrench in your palm.
sit down and open up.   Talk as talk can.
emote sans fear, gear up to be wrong and right as
put THE fight in our sight.
sing joy into your feet so we can beat this heat.
I'll Obi what I can but I am onto the next one
so for the sake of this son, let's get this done.