Summer came, and

enthralled by dopplering music emanating

from that cool truck

–Van Halen, naturally,

Dairy Queen

chased Good Humor

down a Rocky Road…

loose stones

> thrown >

and waffling cones

creating a Ripple effect in pooled cream–

a Wavy Gravy speeding toward

Sunday’s edge

the jimmies gone, the whip dissolved

discovering

en Rooty

the world was indeed round

–there was such a thing as too much topping

(nuts, 2)

and glass was house, not Brickle

Butter scoop was a Truffle late

to re·verse sweet tsunami

contain her!

although Mud Pies

were a

piece of cake.

©Karen Robiscoe