We All Scream For Ice Cream
Icy, chilled on the ivory
melting in the harbor
from the tongues warmth
but forces cranial hypothermia
thoughts frozen solid, pain
escapes through cartilage
frozen treats adored but
dreaded from it entering
the gates but as it does
residents scream for ice cream
Copyright © Ken Wallace | Year Posted 2012
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