@trustphyte
he knows him / him knows he ; [un]lucky player thrice thrust into the fray of life or death , weight of a city on his shoulders , unknowingly , unknowingly --- & he survived , endured , now lives ( composer’s favorite pet , yeah ? he’s cute , he’ll give him that ) in a form of reincarnation absolutely unauthorized. ha --- how good for him. ‘ off limits ’ yeah , yeah , exasperation meets thoughts within own mind ; as if he’d wanted a fight anyway.
❛ . . . heh. long time no see. enjoying your time in the land of the living ? ❜ there’s bitterness in his smile , in his words , mockery ( jealousy ? ) slicked to the blunt edges of his words ; icarus flew , icarus fell , icarus drowned in phoenix fire and started right back at the bottom --- & atlas carved a name for himself in the heavens he was forced to hold.