There Is No Big Picture

The picture is way too big

Viewed with tunnel vision

Seeing the tree in the forest

After turning a blind eye

Afflicted with myopia

Seeing double of nothing

Focusing on the blur

Through incorrective lenses

Lit by a flash in the pan

“Looking through the eyeglass

In reverse” * seems perverse

By eyes in the back of my head

Besides squinting the third eye

I catch a glimpse

Of understanding

Refracting dark light

In a prism of our own making

Invisible incongruencies

Which is what happens when

A cyclops catches your eye

It is impossible to frame

The big picture

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* “Territories”

– Rush