Icarus

I wonder if Icarus Ever realised That he’d really, well, and truly, fucked up.   Did he panic when the sun’s relentless rays whipped liquid lashes of molten wax Across his cracked and naked back?   Or was that drowned in the cascade of adrenalin-pumped sweat screaming                                 higher                                 faster                                 further As cyclones […]

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