And the ice cream van drew off
and you held on
to the side
by your finger tips
until the van picked up
a mild speed
when you jumped off
and tried to remain
on your feet
without falling
and only by sheer luck
or balance
did you manage it
and the other kids
clapped hands
and cheered
but Ingrid said
thought you'd hurt yourself
don't your mother
care about you doing that?
she doesn't know
you said
you don't tell her
what you do?
she said
of course not
you replied
she has enough
to worry about
without me
giving her more worry
Ingrid frowned
but why do it?
holding on to the van
I mean?
because it's there
a challenge
like climbing Mount Everest
I guess
you said
she played
with her fingers nervously
as if knitting
an invisible sock
I worry about you
she said
I guess that's what girls do
you replied
walking through the Square
she by your side
her food stained dress
having yellow flowers
her grey socks
her hair pinned
by steel grips
not all girls
she said
least not about you
you smiled
I hope not
you said
girls **** you dry
always on
about soft things
or about dolls
or babies
or such matters
I don't
she said
I think of you
and you being safe
I'm safe
you said
you patted
your six shooter toy gun
wedged in your holster
and you're safe too
you added
wish I was
she said softly
well apart
from your old man
you said
but apart
from filling him
full of cap smoke
or hitting him
on the bonce
with my six shooter ****
isn't much
I can do about him
you said
she looked at you
smiling weakly
maybe one day
we could run off together
she said
and live in one
of those houses
in the Wild West
you nodded
yes good idea
and I can ride
a real horse
and keep cattle
she nodded
and I can keep house
and have babies
sure
you said
and if your old man
comes worrying you
I can plugged him
full of lead.
Oct 1, 2013
Oct 1, 2013 at 2:02 AM UTC
And the ice cream van drew off
and you held on
to the side
by your finger tips
until the van picked up
a mild speed
when you jumped off
and tried to remain
on your feet
without falling
and only by sheer luck
or balance
did you manage it
and the other kids
clapped hands
and cheered
but Ingrid said
thought you'd hurt yourself
don't your mother
care about you doing that?
she doesn't know
you said
you don't tell her
what you do?
she said
of course not
you replied
she has enough
to worry about
without me
giving her more worry
Ingrid frowned
but why do it?
holding on to the van
I mean?
because it's there
a challenge
like climbing Mount Everest
I guess
you said
she played
with her fingers nervously
as if knitting
an invisible sock
I worry about you
she said
I guess that's what girls do
you replied
walking through the Square
she by your side
her food stained dress
having yellow flowers
her grey socks
her hair pinned
by steel grips
not all girls
she said
least not about you
you smiled
I hope not
you said
girls **** you dry
always on
about soft things
or about dolls
or babies
or such matters
I don't
she said
I think of you
and you being safe
I'm safe
you said
you patted
your six shooter toy gun
wedged in your holster
and you're safe too
you added
wish I was
she said softly
well apart
from your old man
you said
but apart
from filling him
full of cap smoke
or hitting him
on the bonce
with my six shooter ****
isn't much
I can do about him
you said
she looked at you
smiling weakly
maybe one day
we could run off together
she said
and live in one
of those houses
in the Wild West
you nodded
yes good idea
and I can ride
a real horse
and keep cattle
she nodded
and I can keep house
and have babies
sure
you said
and if your old man
comes worrying you
I can plugged him
full of lead.
Set in 1950s London and a 8 year old boy and girl's friendship.
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