Icarus: Polaroid Epitaphs

Icarus...

I could never tolerate the heat.
The sweltering summer sun on fresh asphalt
could asphyxiate even the most robust pigeons.
…and I always disliked palm trees.
…rats live in palm trees.

When I left Los Angeles I was trying to
get out of the sun and into the dark.
I was trying to escape the pressure
and smog building behind my eyes.

Burry me in the tundra deep.
burry me at the bottom of the ocean.
burry me in a glacier.
bury me anywhere cold.

Do not let me suffer
the sun,
even after
death.

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