My Tongue
This afternoon, my tongue
Dripped pink ice cream.
Glass-dimpled dish ensured I would,
With baleful strawberries
looking on.
I'll have them soon -
But first... enticement,
For pink must be the best of all ice cream.
6/19/2022
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