Icarus

Dear Icarus:

oh boy boy

your exuberance and struggle and life makes me squirm

How on earth can you play nice?

always flying so high

now is the time

slow go

come down

to ground

be like us and buy

the best

of our dying paradigm

learn to play again

better my child

learn the lay

of this old land and social physics

sad unwinding

annoyed

yes you’ll you be irritated

but it will enlarge your place

—

The Good Icarus:

will do multiple circles and multiple passes and ascend and descend the spiral dynamic

will breakdown and shake out

will shake down and breakout

will look down

will look up

will make a niche

will not lug (the motor)

will surely listen (to irksome elders)

will take it all in

can you let me in?

can i let you in?

are we all in?

let’s not cut out

your struggle is my struggle

your world is my world

the old becomes new!