you pointed at the sunset
told a story about a boy who flew way too close to the sun
the sun is your biggest downfall, his father warned
you'd melt the wax
your wings will collapse
you will
fall
and he fell
fell
fell
for the sun
he loved
the flight above
how high he was
how reckless flying must be
i smiled
muttering how dumb he was
for flying too high
for being ignorant
for defying limitations
for falling
i chuckled as you stared back at me with annoyance
he was too dumb to fall for the sun
poseidon would carry his fallen wings into the shore
and no one would remember him
i pointed the sun this time
should i blame the enticing sun for its glow?
should i blame the sun for burning?
the way it has always been?
blame icarus
blame the moth
blame me
guess we have all been dumb for the sun
you were that sun
you will always be
the downfall.
