PROSE POEM

Icarus Imagination Outbound

A prose poem

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& in the end, did you really disappear? or did I blink away my disorienting discoball tears & miss the moment of your metamorphosis

delirium induced by your dashing gambler’s anima— — — for who could ever forget your full-lipped mischief-painted magician smile?