on the hot road
car not ours but going fine
if fine is not breaking down
and it wasn't
we stopped for an ice-cream.
the place was small and dark and  cool
it had 9 televisions 9
and a choice of some 25 ice-creams
all 3 of us had chocolate cornetto
and i remembered that time in Warsaw 1986
the first east-west rock festival
(or something)
from time to time a man passed through
the wooden aisles
of the old riding school
selling popsicles out of a belly box
there was only one kind, white and sweet
you couldn't even say what flavour
but everybody bought it and we waited for him to come back
the best ice of my life
I had forgotten it