Just Under the Wire

I couldn't let another lunar phase go by without an offering. So here you go, such as it is:

It strikes without warning
like a thunderbolt
leaving shards of reality
in its wake.

Genius to insanity
like prophesies unheeded
illumination seen
with blinders on.

Fire absorbing
like wildfire rushing
the heat all consuming
burns to ash.

Hollow yet dreaming
like a faceted crystal
splintering fragments
of dreams, no regrets.