Fire To Ash At The B-B Cafe Poem by Keith Gaboury

Fire To Ash At The B-B Cafe

Rating: 2.3


Ice clanking vodka kisses
the scarred lips
of a man searching
beyond the encompassing
blank white face and
born again smoke from a
red sizzle
cigarette to a
peanut shell ashtray
down at the B-B Cafe.

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