of splinters and planks (a poem)
in self-righteous
disapproval
fingers are wagged,
tongues are clicked,
fists are shaken
at public sins
exposed
by the light
afraid
of the transgressions
hidden
by the cover of darkness
hoping to create a diversion
so the duplicity within
might not be
revealed
-- bshivers
disapproval
fingers are wagged,
tongues are clicked,
fists are shaken
at public sins
exposed
by the light
afraid
of the transgressions
hidden
by the cover of darkness
hoping to create a diversion
so the duplicity within
might not be
revealed
-- bshivers
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