Parading

I like to think I have a wing

inside myself, and if a wing,
inside myself, and if a wing,
inside myself, and if a wing,
that I’ve swallowed Icarus whole,
that I’ve swallowed Icarus whole,
wax and all, in the moment
wax and all, in the moment
before the sun treats him / as an equal. —Bob Hicok
before the sun treats him / as an equal.
—Bob Hicok

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