Wednesday, April 28, 2010
dewi and jeremy loeb
Dewi, Canada
http://eppur-si-mouve.blogspot.com/
ashtray
by Jeremy Loeb
This old ashtray has seen its
share of dreams
It's been around when I've been
on and off my knees.
It's burned paper cut from a
thousand trees
And it's time to throw away
the thing it seems.
This old ashtray is marked with black
I've held it like a lover
And sucked it like a mother
If I keep it on my patio
I will get a heart attack
This old ashtray houses what I held
It's provided me with a smoke screen
And been there when I was green
Black to blue to grey to white,
from red to green and
through yellow lights
In my car and at my place
Puffing smoke into a stranger's face
This old ashtray is getting old
I'd sell it off if it could be sold.
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