Brooke Wolfe Poet Free verse

230 Dead Storm Nails

Office 230 dead as storm nails battered in monkey breezes
Let’s battle Europe yesterday
After the clouds pass away
Or maybe you could stay for a while
And make the count some tea
230 dead storm nails battered…

Remember the days when Nestle hot 
  Chocolate was so comforting
    After a long snow trip
        In the winddrifts
              Of a PA
             Afternoon?
Remember when it used to actually snow
    On a Pennsylvania afternoon?

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