the ice cream melt off the cone
all over my hand
through my fingers
onto the pavement
where it's useless
where ants get stuck
scorch bare feet
i'm trying to
simpleeeeee
eat it enjoy it
have and have
more
more
summer
where ice cream is
what happens
what happens
what happened
more like spring
all green all new
flowers on graves
are not
flowers in hands
the same
but
not the same
just
eat
it
the flowers and the cream
hot and cold
you and me
both in a bite
new summer
new fear
inside snow
the side snow
'if i am a stranger'
times ten
o no
thinkings
battleshipping
facts
the post should only be trusted
jokes plus smily smirks
and lovely tonality
minus history
blue mugs and sweet dreams added
david on the run
and sweet tea added
That is good
is good as a gun
locked and loaded
ready for fire
at noonday
at a showdown
magical bullet
golden covered bloody
a sign clearly read as
"eat the ice cream"
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