poetry, Uncategorized

Ode to an ash tray

Fellow vassel of need, honest companion,

residue collectors exiled together,

in this garden of earthly delights we incense air,

vessels of extinguished hope, heirs to the throne of desolation,

Vessel for the ash of my leisure

Little reminder of the end of pleasure

You hold my future,

Asher to ashes

It was fun while it lasted.

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