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Hugs and ice cream

Hugs and ice cream

cure the ills of the very young

or the young at heart, not needing much,

just caring and simple pleasures

cold melting chocolate, slippery sweetness

on the tongue.

My tongue is dry and heavy

the weight of unscreamed words

choking me into silence.

I’m not happy and

I don’t know why. The magic

has slipped out of my grasp

and I miss it. I miss being

the center of a tipping universe.

Now I barely make a ripple

and I’m starting to hate

my little pond.

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