If I was rum and raisin ice-cream
I would not be here,
I’d have melted away,
Evaporated, dissolved,
Just my raisins remaining,
Dehydrated, shrivelled.
If I was a mint choc chip ice-cream
I would not be here .
I’d have melted away,
Evaporated, dissolved,
Just my choc chips remaining,
Disgustingly sticky.
If I was a strawberry ice-cream
I would not be here.
I’d have melted away,
Evaporated, dissolved,
Just little pips remaining,
Insignificantly.
If I was a vanilla ice-cream
I would not be here.
I’d have melted away,
Evaporated, dissolved,
Zero trace remaining.
But I’m not a delicate ice-cream,
I’m a human bean,
And my strong skin holds in
Exhausted sloshy organs.
When I cool will they migrate
Back to their slots once more?
Or will my kidneys
Stay in my toes?