Its a shelter of oxymorons
made up of bodies
and a 'logy that
spans a few millenium
labelled as a place
of perfection when
in reality it's a space
filled with broken
bones
Many stumble over
this tagging, stumble
themselves right out
the oxymoronic door,
and the few wise
ones, see it for
what it is - a
place of broken bones
And these few
come to share
the healing that
they see the Head
offer the broken body
and come knowingly
to this house of
broken people, this
place of broken souls
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