icarus

the dull gleam of sunlight-- I know you feared it
but we were always falling
the glint on my fingernails, the whites of my eyes
the glowing feathers
fell more gracefully
but I went faster
to where the light shatters
and the waves toss the shards back, glinting

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father, hold your wings tight
do not bring your hands,
together--mine are pointed
to the water, and steepled for mercy