It’s a hit of a lightning,

instantly rendering blind.

The features are striking

and in no way kind.

It’s demanding surrender

without the fight.

Promising sly splendour

and imminent flight.

It’s viciously willing –

run past the point of return.

Somehow aggressively healing

the incurable burn.

It was disturbingly easy –

strip myself brazenly bare.

even with you being sleazy

I don’t ask “why” only “where”.