#feeling the wax dripping down his arms and shedding feathers and realizing it's too late
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listening to hozier's I, carrion (icarian) and thinking about the story of icarus and thinking about tommy kinard
#something something a crashed helicopter is icarian carrion (the corpse of a flying creature)#something something escaping the labyrinth his own father designed by taking flight#something something never being able to fly too high or too low#but ultimately flying too close to the sun#feeling the wax dripping down his arms and shedding feathers and realizing it's too late#he's already fallen even if he isn't falling yet#tommy kinard#911#bucktommy
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