Twisty puzzle

Carefully you slip in
the pieces, yearning
for sense to bloom
from the die cut, sound
of new logic flowing
from dreamlike riddle.
You try and try. You get
older. You assumed
the hidden information
intrinsic in this game
would, finally, glow
in neon, dramatic flair
at the start of one turn
around the sun. Maybe
the next one. You start
to think maybe you lost
something important.
Something to blow this all
wide open. You don’t know.
You don’t know how
to get it back.