Atomic soda
Stilled, for the moment, by a
Tremendous lack of wheels.
Should it have taken this long for
Everything to turn dark?
Here's where I went wrong when
I turned down that road;
I knew I should've
Held the center lane and
Not swerved so hard.
Go on, look away and tell me
It doesn't matter;
When does sweet turn from sweet
To sour to bitter?
It's like breaking rocks to
Move, one foot, now the other,
Step it up! Step it up!
You're damned if you atrophy,
Fucked if you don't.
I used to sit at this counter when
I was a virgin
But I weigh more now and
I care much less.
Go on, look away and tell me
It doesn't matter;
When does sweet turn from sweet
To sour to bitter?
Tremendous lack of wheels.
Should it have taken this long for
Everything to turn dark?
Here's where I went wrong when
I turned down that road;
I knew I should've
Held the center lane and
Not swerved so hard.
Go on, look away and tell me
It doesn't matter;
When does sweet turn from sweet
To sour to bitter?
It's like breaking rocks to
Move, one foot, now the other,
Step it up! Step it up!
You're damned if you atrophy,
Fucked if you don't.
I used to sit at this counter when
I was a virgin
But I weigh more now and
I care much less.
Go on, look away and tell me
It doesn't matter;
When does sweet turn from sweet
To sour to bitter?
13 of you felt the overwhelming need to say somethin':
Bucky rocks. Period.
This is where you had the showdown with Ben and Jerry about the creme brulee, isn't it?
(I heart you very much.)
One of these days I will go back there for more ice cream, when my body will tolerate sweets again. The sad part is that it's sooooo close to my house.
*the sound of one hand clapping*
"Should it have taken this long for
Everything to turn dark?"
Why does that scare the shit outta me?
where does this lovely concoction exist?
Oh wow... between you and Susie, I'm starting to believe in the existence of dessert porn... and I'm totally ok with that.
(very cool poem there, too, Mizz Bucky)
Wow. Just... Wow.
Yup, dessert porn. Must have ice cream soda now. Thanks for that. ;)
What’s the “showdown with Ben and Jerry” to which Susie alludes?
Why does your poem sound like it could be a Tom Waits song?
I am SOOOO diggin' that icecream/float pic!!!
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