.
What blur is vision,
When woman, kind,
Naked as the moon,
Shines in such cool
Light as the stars lit,
In ink of night, scribe
Such spell as ancient
Vocabularies mystify,
Without translations,
The heart is drowned
Feeble as emotions,
Rosetta of thorny cut,
Blood spilt in desires
Hard as sarsen alone,
About circle rounding,
A universe unbounded,
For love is kind poison
In nightshade of moon.

I know I just took the biggest spill,
But, I cannot live without the adrenaline thrill.
I know it hurts you to barely see me walking.
But, I'll always find a way to stand with all this aching.

I know this was a big scare for you,
But, I will continue to pursue the things I love to do.
Your mother intuition never seems to fail.
Because you were able to see the ail;

That I tried to hide in the shadows.
My brother, I'm sorry blood dripped from my hands onto your pillows.
I'm sorry you were also scared.
This mysterious accident left me impaired.

Only temporary
For I am already on the road to recovery.
My hobbies do come with consequences;
But it will not stop me from going against those forces.