The Best Poem by Brad Blanco

The Best



cold wind
mixed with all kinds junk
ash, soot, rain, snow
covering the ground completely
making the earth look like death
death that has passed
death that has sent us away
to a place called heaven
i love it here
all white with gold statues
dispensing milkshake out of fountains
the best

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