Icarus Has Landed

Drawn to the light,
to the beautiful light,
he strains against the bonds
that hold him back,
aiming for the sky,
reaching for the top of the world,
dreaming of bliss and perfection,
even as the heat of his ambition
melts everything away.

He falls,
he falls,
forgotten and disgraced,
back down to the sewers he thought he'd escaped.

And no one ever knows.
How close he came.
How beautiful it could've been.



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This is a fragment of something - not even sure what - a windchime maybe? Found forgotten, hidden, alone in the grass.


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Under-Appreciated:

Not sure what Pania's blip here is, either - a paperweight perhaps - I do know it makes a beautiful photograph. (30 views/2 comments)