Thursday, June 19, 2003

Spirit of Timidity

The door closes and rules change
Innocent to the touch
So perfect how could this be compromise
New issues with the same face
Complete disclosure would close her

The house is getting too small
It is invading every crevice
Skeletons are pushed behind books

Honesty comes later
After the white washed tomb
of an Uncircumcised Heart.
Repent for the masses and
Congratulate the complacency
Of one so far from victory.

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