Chunky Casserole

You should really see this snow. Liquidating, a Black Friday clearance sale in the middle of a Costco parking lot. The greasy water runs, it shows, telling and reminding of the snow. I realize that dirty mass of crumpled beauty is me. And boldly I suggest, it is all of us. For when we are born, we are flawless. Innocent, starts our plummet into the crisp, melting halls of our lost world. There the question mightily provokes. Who will pick us up and what will that person do with us. This question shapes and molds our destiny. Cold and transparent, you must answer