Mushrooms, Splinters, and Thorns

NaNo

First try, scared.
Mistakes, yes,
failure, no.

Same curve repeats
beginning, end,
the grind.

This will be like
holding the moon
in my hands and
not knowing
what to do with it.

I remind me of latitude.
direction, anti-gravity,
unrestraint, hunger,
and I lean
on other shoulders.

Funny, how some fears
take years
to accept...