Icarus

They don’t tell your story right

They speak of wax wings and singed dreams

But they don’t speak of the love

That drove you to the sun

It takes a nation to love a god

But you gave it your all

Whispering worship against his skin

And drinking his empty promises like nectar

They don’t tell us

How you nipped at the sun’s skin

Thinking it tasted better

Than any holy ambrosia

They don’t speak about the days

You spent laboring for your lover

Waiting to feel his heat upon your skin

One last time

They forget

How you flew towards your love

And he rejected you for your mortality

And so you fell the way you do all things

Recklessly

Endlessly

Fully

Without second thoughts

And they don’t know

How Poseidon loved you

A bittersweet tragedy

So he welcomed you with open arms

And they were blind

To how the waves caressed the burns

And healed your scars

Salt water purifying you again, a second baptism

And when you opened your eyes

You were not greeted with the bright oblivion

Of a supernova

You locked eyes with the ocean abyss

And let salt water fill your lungs as you kissed him

You fell, you fell, you fell

You fell for the wrong god

And was caught

By the right power

Icarus

Do they know

Your story is made of mistakes

Built from love and heartbreak