“The Mercy of Omission”
Someone gives truth in a restricted world of perception.
He may leave evidence for unknowing by shares of local result.
A newspaper provides him with details on unvisited events, uninvited parties.
The word grows in a closer look; the word shrinks in a distant look.
Vision is limited from quarters between moments on end.
People watch TV I don’t see and probably never will buy for myself.
Experience becomes contained in some, many, or few.
Light reveals humanity far away from me, or, I just see a rural minority.
Dreams change in light according to moments of rest near the sun.
My chest itches and I can’t open it up without pain and suffering.
Gears twist and move over exchange in psychological reflections.
It seems like more than one person comes from this brain.
One prayer reveals the kingdom in voices: food, raiment, and life.
Workers observe a salute for pleasure closing in by provocative maintenance.
Now where is the mercy seat for Indiana Jones?
Reasoning may come to parts by analysis.
Reasoning may come to parts by analysis.
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