Chasing Icarus

Posted on February 1, 2022February 1, 2022 by Le Flaneur

OH’ thief of beauty
Spare that within an unseen melancholy 

Ebb as tide
Furtive, no 

OH’ thief of beauty
Spare that within an unseen melancholy

Dare to be Icarus
Bestow upon bliss
Rejoice to receive
An ethereal kiss

OH’ thief of beauty
Spare that within an unseen melancholy
Restore what’s whole of an eternal soul
Requite an empty solitude

                                                           Châz

A Modern Flâneur

I am a stroller, walker, wanderer, idle and dispassionate observer of the vulgar and sullen sceptre of human repair. I will back-up, swerve, curve, climb or descend to near or far, but never to go straight and rarely slow to step outside the alien apathy of the freshly colonized collective hubris of modernity.

I have emerged from the bohemian shadows, neither fish nor fowl, absent such suffocating boundaries as the flesh, incarnate from the repressed shallows of a disparate society to reanimate a new space born deep within my consciousness of restraint; to render a clarion call. I am no longer the ambient observer of remote urbanity, but modernity on my own path to source all life's nuances both fleeting and remis.

Châz

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