“the opposite of sin is not virtue but faith” (Kierkegaard)
Sin is so passé
a speck in the eye
irrigated by self interest
we should blame ourselves
wriggling off the hook
with priestly panaceas
burdensome are mea culpas
imagine instead a cloud of irksome flies
fragments of faith
haloing our heads across green pastures
44 words for Yom Kippur and the DVerse Quadrille #18 +cloud
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