Path Of Rising Star

You started parenting 
a blitz, 
against my nest. 
I am bleeding on my lines. 

It is hurting 
me a lot. 
Like breathing in chlorine. 
The mercury rises, falls. 

Towards unknown blues, 
you took a dive. I cannot 
read the signature― 
of nemesis. 

Would not find a 
kindred spirit. I was trying 
to follow you in dark. 

The story does not end 
here. Back to antiquity, did you 
believe in a second cousin 
of moon, that were you?