Just what is he talking about?
#secrets of the universe don't simply reveal
into an unfinished mess
of synapse and flesh

Nay, quite a complicated matter grey
that would flutter and flatter
across the toiling gases
and celestial masses

Yet these words contain no more life
than the worlds blooming
in the booming yawn of darkness

Some find their despair a slight
but when compared to the fair night
they should see the empty in eternity

Star light, Star bright
I wish you may, I wish you might
see the black reveal the white
grey together, lips sealed tight.