*New One!* Icarus II
Let me pin you to the wall
with Cupid's broken arrows
Like a bird who's lost its song
in sweet chloraform dreams
You play your role so very well
Wax wings glowing in golden boy persona
How long til your feathers meld
under harsh lime light?
Will you fall now, son of science,
into the maze of mundane life;
Or be swallowed by a sea of expectation
A victim of egocentric gravity
I will stand on the shoreline
Eyes on the horizon
And know you won't look back
I am not your beacon
I am your minotaur