Let’s change that, Shall we?

Each fist swinging slow,
Like through water.
Regardless of vibration feedback.
Butterfly –
Yet again.
I’m weak.
But used to be strong.
Even these dodges & blocks –
Pale to 14-year-old dead selves:
Hurricane Kicks Aplenty.
Martial Arts didn’t leave;
Just got old,
& slow.
Let’s change that,
Shall we?