Ashclay

transferring inspiration,
into a molded reality

ashtray by

ashclay

Creating memories
within the rubbish of
imagined occasions

Revealing stories
that could have been
yet never were

Ashtrays

as the ashtray gathers
the waste of the nights

a collection of
junk emerges

revealing a tale
of its past life

Guns

When the shot’s been fired
a trace of smoke remains

The incriminating trail
to an undeniable truth

Ashclay

time becomes obsolete
in the act of conversation

spoken within smoke
listened to over coffee

a ceremonious event
of casual nature

exposed

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