cities in the clouds
ticker tape flattened
fattened with terror
well drawn tears running
where the truth
like water
finds the lowest point
and takes refuge
as rain does
rolling boulders
down mountains
crushing any limbs
under the wait of gravity
when each Icarus
I find climbs
and breaks all my hearts
I'm holding sheltered
from the storms of chances
taken or tossed
lost as my old ears stroll bones
listening only to what I think I want
hearing only what pleases me
what eases me
onto my throne alone
in my emptying halls
in my secured soul
hollowed too
drying out
with my make-shift wings
waiting for the melt
to end...
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