Universe dilates like an eye
like an iris around a pupil
Black Hole is there, we know,
like a pupil, contracting.

Protons cooked to helium
and cosmos now the skin
of a balloon, they say.

"So?" my little boy replies
to these annoying analogies
I use to tuck him in.
"So if we're all inside a Big
Helium Balloon why don't our
voices go funny?"

They do, I say. Now go to sleep.