What if I was a lobster and held all the universe's secrets?
A hard red shell conceals truths and facts. My fate is to be simmered and buttered with a side of greens. My flesh is garnished on a white plate, my ligaments arranged to please the fleshy ape who will soon consume me and my secrets.
Another door will remain unopened in the unknown. No phallic symbol will be shown to you tonight, just the ungodly realization that you are dinner for two.