Showing posts with label ice cream. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ice cream. Show all posts
Tuesday, March 4, 2014
a fact about myself; a fact about ice cream; a fact about romantic relationships; a fact about sex:
i can't eat ice cream out of a cone without
smearing it all over my face,
dripping it on my clothes,
and having it melt
in my hands,
which makes my fingers
sticky for the next 4-5 hours.
i spin the cone around
to the sections that are melting,
but my tongue just isn't quick enough.
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