day five

Bellerophon
Where is my Chimaera
and what is your secret?
Yours is the outline
of an unwritten American Tragedy.

Son of divinity,
imprisoned in Egypt,
haunted by my oldest fear.
Can you interpret my dreams?

You dream of bridling the untameable,
Oh wandering and lonely hero.
Soaring high towards Olympus
but falling back to me.