Dumb, Deaf, and Blind

I fall deep into meditation, I

sit back, reflecting on situations,

my reflections in heavy rotation.

Nail my door to its border,

rip up the floorboards, roots

and all, reaching for the wires,

disconnecting the electricity

connecting me to the World

Wide Web, caught in this net.

Plaster the windows with news,

papers, to calm the thoughts

racing through my head.

They’re coming out my mouth,

ears, and eyes, said,

heard and saw, now dumb,

deaf, and blind.

Ironic how

silence and darkness

illuminated new revelations.