In this one, I am ice cream
Butterscotch ripple with
coffee and

The universe is a peculiar child
They count stars and hop sidewalk cracks
To be sure
When their friends are princesses who
Want to be saved
This universe can be the prince 

They wear a bracelet that says
“You are going to have to save yourself”
They love
Butterscotch ripple ice cream with
Coffee and pecans

It makes them feel older, 
The bit of bitter bite on their tongue amidst the
Sweet cold
The reasons are complicated, for wanting this one.
This grown up ice cream in this tiny-bodied astral understanding

But in this one, I am exactly what the universe wants
And It doesn’t matter why I am wanted
I am allowed to love my place in the space of these things.