Soft Blurs Sometimes Truer Than Hard Truths

Let’s not call it unreal
Or delusion; let’s call
It local, so local

In some cases only
A few neurons share it,
But so distributed

And well-diffused, other
Instances, it can seem
To be universal,

Unquestionable truth.
Let’s call that local, too.
Likenesses are local,

Metaphysics local,
Local voices you hear
You can share with no one.