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Monday, August 21, 2006

12 Poems Of Joy - III


Daedalus - with only one wing done -
fled before a mob
determined to string him up
and piƱata the hell out of the man.
Running for his life,
he donned the single wing and,
triple-jumping to the cliff's edge,
launched himself,
leaving the killers marooned.

As he made into the open air,
wing outstretched on one side,
on the other,
inadequate hand flapping,

he understood that all
the wisdom of science and reason
would not support him.


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