MOTHER

The sun never sets.

She brought to me permanence:

She is my mother.

 

ICARUS

Why, my hand trembles.

Without you, I cannot fly,

Don’t let go again.

 

BODY

Within a body, 

Every cell seeks another:

The One stands without.

 

LAMENTATIONS

For what I look up?

No creation new to see, 

When none come my way.

 

THE EXPERIENCE

Here is the empty,

Here there is whistling wind,

Here the end flutters.

 

HOMETOWN

They are always there,

The trees above our sad street, 

Dancing blissfully.

 

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Shining golden hills,

Your sunset sent me to Earth:

Now is made my bed.

 

Within my fall the world’s renewed, and all there is, is of my dream.

 

i hope the next fall kills me. 

 

-as told by Icarus

 

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