wax wings
on mine fearful flier
unalarmed in gravity's charm
and starter motors hum
ballads of ballasts
am i reaching?
wax wins i surrender
and this makeshift design
will ground me
and without the air's arms
around me
i'll surrender the sky
to your dumb machine
n icrehrled?ii?h
wax wings
prepare for takeoff
with the engine beneath the ribs
and the wind sings
ballads of balance
can you hear me?
wax wins i surrender
and i know that icarus
loves me
and there are no stars
above me
i melt into the sun
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