Focus, pupils, on the display of liquid crystals.
They make these shapes appear on screen
with their light modulation to form pixels.
When the screen’s black,
it’s an epiphany attack.
Remember, it’s a monolith:
Kubrick’s Space Odyssey pith.
Are you in space-time with this rhyme?
My sight is from the light.
The light goes in and never escapes.
It’s in the event horizon where it escalates.
Can’t traverse black holes in space
when you’re part of their irises’ embrace.