Vanilla with rainbow sprinkles.
SONG OF THE NIGHT: "THERE YOU ARE (HIDING PLACE)" - La Dispute Some lyrics, "And you go silent by your own hands You break down and you leave You go nightly with my panic"
This song came on my new playlist and I was hit with a sudden memory, a strange pang and a taste I had forgotten. There was a Dairy Queen buried in my memories, off of some collector road.
I sat in the passenger seat, clad in something blue, it spoke like it owned the ocean.
And somewhere off the road was a little treat and respite, my order was always vanilla with rainbow sprinkles..
That's right.
In the summer, in the Winter, outside, inside.
The clock spoke somewhat horribly, fraught with panic; twisting inward.
That's right.
How bloody the highway became, coated in every death.
And I cross it alone now.
- Victoria