On display, a case of seeing too much,
of revealing too much. Naked to the world
and every whirlwind of activity shows your
proclivity for dramatics. Loons and fanatics
at the ready to shutter up and enclose you.
They know you too well. Inclined to throw stones,
shards are harder to avoid. An encased void,
an open book at every look. There is no hiding
inside; check your pride at the door. It’s for sure,
there is no shelter in glass houses.
(C) Copyright Walter J Wojtanik – 2014