Icarus Returns
I flew over
our earth
on the same day
as Mr. Peake
but miles away
without
the melting touch
of gods
Taken by man-wings
to our fall –
from there
above
Expulsions –
but unashamed –
now suited
and strapped
to a sown-remedy –
for us – The Fallen –
open parachutes
our strung indemnity
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