A sweaty finger, and blinded eye
Aimlessly wandering amid muffled grunts
Lead me here
And turn me there
Whirring fan, outdoes the sounds
Suddenly deafened by padded walls
Let me guide you around
My fingers in your hand

The world flipped, and was
Turned upside down
When suddenly I,
Was leading around.
Careful,
Touch.
Oh-
Don’t make a sound