Looking at all the things today
I would consider all
Left in their little bubble though
You won’t see past the pall
Lean on what’s known of one event
If you would miss the whole
Lying right there is a puzzle
Your pieces I have doled
Let there remain an exception
It’s true that one person
Left with the truth in one fell swoop
Yea, bluntness there was done
Likely that I took out the chance
I had to make the dive
Look if you can’t go for the shot
You aren’t really alive
(final stanza published, in code, with key “thomas”, on May 2nd, 2025)