My beauty soared

as Icarus wax winged

gazing, raptured

by the star of day.

Iridescent shadows murmured

strident, perfect dreams

and propelled my body

toward the haloed globe

to scour vision contortions.

I plummeted, boned and plucked

onto eternal, razor plains

where ghouls commanded

unctuous companionship

and devouring consent.