half eaten
half ******
chewed on one edge
melted too quickly
with the summer sun
thongs and a beach towel
discarded, too sticky
for hands that can't love yet
bounce once
spin twice
flat on the concrete
reflect
in orange
the happy rays
as laughter walks by
shoeprints and toes
kicked once
slid twice
to rest in the gutter
waiting for rain
two seasons away
then down
down
down
now
somewhere that is not here.