Tora Estep, untitled, acrylic paint on paper
Response
Ash Martins
Inspiration
A Sorry Scoop
You abandoned us like a stray ice cream scoop
dropped on a picnic table at the park
Sticky, greedy, grubby
hands seeking fresh novelty and adventure elsewhere
leaving sweetness and responsibility far behind
(O! The ants rejoice at such neglect!)
I gather a queer kind of comfort up all around me
and warm myself to the core,
steeped in the beautiful knowledge that
my efforts would never have been enough
I never could have been enough for you
(And so it goes!)
Yet, I am more than you could ever try to stifle,
Because I contain multitudes
and magic, and then some!
But you, you are a neglected,
melty ice cream cone at the park