Accordion King

by Ahuva Goldstand

ice-cream pastels
paint the dirty sidewalks
shading them from the
ugly truth
mommies, kids and
accordion king
smiling, lick and drip
and drop and play
the day
into another melting sun

but underneath
the salmon, green and lemon spots
we drip and drop
and all look up
when the accordion stops

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