Icarus

Icarus

“Truth crushed to Earth, will rise again” H.O.P.

I.

Feeling like death would be a good option, but I survive and will come back thrice strong

II.

Flying too high like Icarus, wings burn like agni and I will fall like Iggy Pop bleeding with peanut butter smeared over chest, rolling in glass

I will rise again and soar like a Phoenix

III.

ill in Gujarat. Staying on longer than necessary. Ahmedabad is where I recover with bed rest, curd, rice, kitcheri, and bhakti (love) from hotel staff

Shane Scaglione

Ahemedabad, Gujarat, India

8^th Jan. 2009