Holding(wing)

and if the stars
were all exploding
one by one
in a dream
it wouldn't be
too far
from the sun
love holding
what I've won
new life
new hopes
begun

your feathers
embedded in leather.
steel spokes
choked on wax,
ask father or better
yet the jokes
is on us all
higher and higher,
tighter and tighter
until there's
no place left
but to fall
and to fail
set sail again
on these dicey waters
shed shame on the wing
instead of helicopters
(unfinished)