Engrossed in ignorance
like a flashing light

disregarding
what is known as

sinking into values
of dependency,

into lock boxes
of disobedience,

ask the questions
you’d expect

from deaf lawyers
lingering in the shadows

of a bereft blanket,
a crawl space

of imaginary delight,
singing

of cats caught in
night cradles,

in guarantees
of magical delight.