ICE CREAM
- Dark Poets Club
- Dec 10, 2025
- 1 min read
By Préachán
Ice cream
Soft scream
Summer street
Harsh brakes
Van shakes
Running feet
Blood red
Pavement
Mother's cries
Ice cream
puddles
Child dies
Oil smell
Hot sun
Sirens scream
Small soul
Called home
Summers day
Angels gather
Tinny song
Fades away
Heaven bound
Soft cloud
Like ice cream