They said to try cleansing bad energy from my living space.

This made sense, the labyrinth is past stale.

They said to try removing my toxins.

This made sense, I have always been told

That the problem is in my body.

They told me to meditate.

All I do is meditate.

Each quiet meal a prayer

And each blind walk

Through twisting passageways a trust fall,

And one full of contemplation.

At risk of hubris: I’ve contemplated it all.

They said to read my fortune and flaws in the stars.

I tried clawing and scratching until by some miracle

I could see stars of any kind,

And they blinded me over again,

Like a club over the head,

And I did not see my future at all.