Crow and the zeitgeist copulated
Out spun a nightingale
Between two centuries and clouds
Trapped with eternal dawn
A flickering beauty which caught Icarus’ glance
Crow planted the green seed Icarus’ rattling skull dreamed of such wings
Crow forwarded him a pair in an email
No questions, Icarus downloaded them
Wearing them with pride
Then a sun caught his eye
Crow watched from the stageAir turned to escalator
Icarus ascended decorated in poetry
Slipping between realms
Self dissolved and the light came closer
Until it burnt, darkened flames
Crow giggledIcarus fell towards the city
A splattered puddle of guts awaited him
Crow pressed pause on the remote
He hung Icarus in mid air for eternity
Forever falling to his death
Crow went to the pub