Red Ashes
sitting in a wooden loft
through
an open window
still autumn chill
occasionally
massaging a cold crystal chime
a sultry jazz singer echoes
" i don't know enough about you "
cigar smoke wafts about
surrounding quiet senses
unsure thoughts
cast away
with ashes in an old ashtray
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