Icecream

in my country, everybody can eat icecream
with wholeness in it
world leaders rub nuclear shoulders for it,
spiders
feel secure in their web with some fly carcasses
but it is warming everywhere and I am afraid
of the others who restrict everything
what if I want to dance on harvest day?
what if I want to eat partial icecream?
what if I say we are a string stretched
between man and less than man,
and an unemployed devil is playing
a sad tune on it