Thursday, March 10, 2011

Ashtray

The ashtray lays just where you left it
The foggy glass, not entertaining
Disintegration from the fiery air
Collective coals, trapped and caged
Smoldered smoke that left, enraged

The ashtray rasps and spits its words
Tries to tell me your absurd
You never listen to the hiss
The end shriveling as it burns
Watching your life shrink to a butt

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