gas station ice cream freezers
soon it will summer
when there are small groups
sitting on curbs
eating ice cream with spoons
passing the cone between them
sucking on the spoon while they wait
for their turn again
they each hope
they will get the first bite of cone
careful that they don't spill
the melting ice cream
on their carefully picked out
jeans
their moms will kill them
if they find out
they've been out this late
eating ice cream with their friends
they will throw out the spoons
in overflowing trash cans
take up too much space
on the sidewalk
spill onto the grass
and smell softly of someone's blunt
they will only have noticed the darkening clouds
fading in the half-light
when it suddenly starts to rain
and they will run to the safety of someone's porch
laughing
and shaking out their wet hair
they will wait until it stops
before they walk back home
but they might hope it doesn't
so they have an excuse to stand and talk
for just a little while longer