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





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