No Consensus Yet Exists

On sleep, on dreams, on gravity’s seam
With quantum physics, on so many things,
It becomes tempting to claim consensus
Is the exception and contention is the rule,
But that ignores the tendency to be quiet
About matters held in common consensus,
While carrying on loudly, informed or not,
About things not considered settled facts.
Who cares to chatter about what no one
Disputes who has any cultural prestige?
Areas of speculation lead to speculative
Rows, which grow rigorous, blossoming
Whole laboratories, as lack of consensus
Turns issues important, wisdom precious.