Lullaby to Icarus

The too bright
morning sun
has yet to burn

off any of this late
April snow. What good
is an international

film festival pass
if she refuses
to see? Drama

of the interior elates
her more than a car
chase her father would have laughed

over. The last notes
to the bridge
smell the best.

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