A great ice-cream shop Poem by Flavio Santi
A great ice-cream shop
A great ice-cream shop
emerges inside me
with tables wrapped
in colorful cellophane
the smell of rennet
the slavery of sorbet at all hours:
but the best I dig it out for myself
in the vein with a metal spoon,
I feel tenderness
softness the more I press
downwards, I feel that
I will never satisfy my hunger
with its helpings.
Saturday, January 19, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: slavery
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