What is it
About ice cream?
Cold and soft in my warm mouth
Two substances mingle and melt
Into each other
Viscous
How does it make me feel?
What does it make me want?
I want to scream
I want to play
To feel
To run, to dance, to taste
What does it do to my mind?
A re-minder
Of summer dresses, umbrellas, of waves
And
Sand between my toes
Intermingled fingers and body parts
Of Zorro, of sorrow
Of jewellery borrowed from girlfriends,
Of no tomorrow
I scream
With joy, with delight, with pleasure
In anger, in frustration, in excruciating pain
In love
Ice cream
Cold in my warm mouth
The cold mind tastes the warm heart
The old of the mind is newly re-minded
Of all that it is, and all that it is becoming
Brain freezes to numb
And suddenly I remember and become
I scream
As I lick, I laugh
As I swallow, I smile
And my tongue laps up this sweet creamy contrast
I scream
What is it about ice cream?
The fact that I do.
