I AM!

I am not one of ten billion, I,
sunblackened Icarus, chary fly, 
staring at God with a quizzical eye.

I am not one of ten billion, I.
 
I am not one life has left unsquashed,
scarred as Ulysses, goddess-debauched, 
pale glowworm agleam with a tale of panache.
 
I am not one life has left unsquashed.
 
I am not one without spots of disease, 
laugh lines and tan lines and thick-callused knees
from begging and praying and girls sighing "Please! "
 
I am not one without spots of disease.
 
I am not one of ten billion, I,
scion of Daedalus, blackwinged fly
staring at God with a sedulous eye.
 
I am not one of ten billion, I
AM!