Adam Berk
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ICE CREAM SOUP



These are sparkling, squishy days
When life is mushed up and deranged.
I’d like to draw up walls and lines –
Distinguish hellish from divine
But it’s all so goddamned good!

Homunculus came out to play:
A pound of flesh to pound and flay.
He used to have a human soul
But swapped it for salacious holes.
We whet these valves with prods and pokes,
A tune of soul-felt dreams and jokes.
His mind unfurled in fascination
Then withered with ejaculation,
Our fission gone for good.

Next there entered Drama Girl.
Her beauteous conflict shook the world.
She crashed and spun and changed her form
(Her garments elegantly shorn).
I jumped the stage and did her scene –
A passion play of wants and dreams –
Until her love became derision,
Changed by self-doubt and suspicion
Of things too true to be good.

So what transcendence can I draw
From tasting things I thought I saw,
When gods of Love and Passion fight
Then copulate for fun and spite,
When cyclic fictions spin and turn
To stranger truths we never learn,
When pain peaked pleasures boil and stew
Life’s mysteries into saccharine goo
Turning all to merely good?

With hardened heart and rotting teeth
I wash my mouth of sticky dreams.
And, spitting these marks onto paper,
Turn in search of richer flavor
And leave this place for good. 

  • Bio
  • Novelette Series
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