A collection of things I've written
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| Icarus/Ikars (1987)
Like Icarus,
You flew too close to the Sun
and burnt your fingers off.
When you fell back to Earth,
you fell into a deep well.
The well's clear water
Revealed the truth about the Sun,
And the well's cool water
Soothed
The stumps of your burning fingers.
Now
Your blue eyes shine from your scarred flesh
Like the reflection of that Sun
On the clear, cool water of the well.
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