Blindfolds

I am blindfolded
to the world around me
I can only smell
truth dwelling lightly
on the air
I am closed to the senses
that usually mean most to me
cannot feel the consequence
below my feet
like being on an old
Ferris wheel dangling over
a river that is closer than
it seems
waiting to fall or feel
a flash of teeth
or be led into a desert
where I will be alone
for many days.