my heavenly father wears
Icarus wings
will he crash and burn
like they did in Roswell
will the earth be scorched
like Helios' folly
is that how Hell was built
were they all chiming in
on the same tale
of my heavenly parents
the stars themselves
no longer able to shine
faded and fell
giving their bodies to the earth
is this dust their flesh
is my flesh their dust
do I eat it in remembrance of them
and give thanks they live on in me
or am I the fragment
the tear that fell from heaven
when the waters parted
and I am just here
in the ocean
with all the other fragments
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