icarus played the molten fool
at mother nature’s ball

and we watched with fascination
as he tumbled to the ground

holding our breath until the sun
returned the gold of favor

and i crawl through this dirt
like an old brown beetle

scarab girl
warmth seeker
latent love hunter

pulling weeds and pressing
white through old lace curtains

looking for a way to singe my
skin and dress my bones

as seed and root are married
in eternity’s hollow middle

i no longer feel the need
to ask permission





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