Eleven

Icarus is sitting on the sun.
It’s hot up there, but at this point
he thinks the irony is definitely
worth the risk of sunburn.
 

He wonders what his father would say

if he could see this.
He’d probably be disappointed,
after all he was warned about getting too close
and well, can’t get much closer than this.

It’s not exactly what he was expecting
but the view is pretty magnificent.

This high up, you can see so much of everything
that you lose all the details
in favor of a broader perspective
and he likes that.
It makes anything seem possible.