Small Supper Poem by Blaine Strong

Small Supper



a plate layed stained with remnants of dinner
Patterned with blue roses.
Blue bic lighter with the sticker slightly torn
Empty package once containing 305 cigars lays to the left.
Beneath the rough edged corner of the table, obvious traces of an out of control, small statured dog, the ugliest brown stained end table one could imagine.
Joined by a pale blue ashtray littered with butts
A novel by charles Dickens lies unread. A black rimmed set of glasses, cheap lighter, a leopard print cigarette case makes shield from the sand and dust.
Coke can, cell phone, dirty fork.
Two remotes for the broken television.
Great expectations, slant, twenty filtered cigars
Warning: Miami Florida U.S.A. hisense
Low esteem

Tuesday, November 10, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: random thoughts
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Abdulrazak Aralimatti 25 November 2015

An interesting supper indeed

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Kelly Kurt 10 November 2015

Very interesting. I liked. Thanks

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