Prelude Of Icarus

I live out the days when we are together
living not based on how we came together

but instead
based on how we remember we came together:

dangerous, magical, wrong and perfectly right - forever-
not young. Not stupid. Not, no, never - never…

This is not - will not be - irreplaceable.

Do you not find thrill
in making mistakes?

I yearn for it; passively, foolishly, steadfast-
longing to break free.

- - -

Now, consider this:

here I have fashioned
a pair of wings out of wax-

(I suppose I had enough time to make a hasty plan
between bouts of second-guessing and breaking down)-

and I long for the sun, setting on the horizon;
this is to say, in sight!

In the most intimate regions of my self-awareness
I know that I will soon leap towards
the unreachable being
beckoning from the edges of the sky;

And if I fail to plummet into the sea of blue,
how should I ever learn to swim?

Author's Note

Inspired by works from Nick Flynn and Saeed Jones

Reviews

[SammMG]

I live out the days when we are together
living not based on how we came together

but instead
based on how we remember we came together:

After this I, I just knew that this would be a poem that I would love. Truly when you remember and focus on how you came to be, an entire relationship can be put into perspective. That and the metaphor to the myth is what makes this all the more great.

Good job!

[613]

My favorite line: "here I have fashioned a pair of wings out of wax-"

Beautifully written. Well done.

- Brittney