Icarus Died in the Spring

If we touch up our faces just right
the universe will reveal itself
to those who get lost in the sun,
that rather unseemly warning sign,
whose monstrousness averts our fair eyes,
where life depends on death.

When the eclipse finally arrived
from darkness there was no escaping
whole towns scrambling to evacuate
North,
South,
to the poles,
whichever was closest to begin with
and though heartbreak cannot precede love
it creeps along,
the same path,
not far ahead.

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johnghyatt

Sentence maker, cheese chomper, large fruit inhabitant.

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