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icarus has fallen

I wish they clipped

the wings off Icarus's back

before he took flight.

 

It would have been easier that way.

 

He could have stayed flightless,

some sort of meatsack

with little wax stumps

growing out of his back,

not unlike those of trees.

 

The story of Icarus

was not made to scare us

away from flying

too close to the sun.

 

The story of Icarus

was made to scare us

from flying at all.

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Written by
poshishi
21 / Non-binary
Published
Apr 15, 2015
Lines·Words
16·74
Notes

At least he tasted freedom before falling.

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#fear#flying#mythology#greek#icarus
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