I often judge a tree branch

on whether it can support my weight

as I hang there suspended, swinging

in the breeze on a nice, thick rope


like back in Florida, above the water,

while my father roared with laughter

just before crashing beneath the surface.

That brief moment of suspense


at the peak of upward momentum,

where the whole world goes quiet, and

all you can feel is your life

stretching out into eternity.


That must be what Icarus felt

as his feathers melted away

and his fingers grasped to cross

the last few inches to the sun.


I wonder if in that moment

he felt the bridge between Zeus

and Hades. Where life meets death

with long forgotten fraternity.



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