By Rodney Rountree
In the center of the table, in a puddle of spilt beer,
1980 (In class English assignment)
(Poem #15 from "Poem Time Capsule")
A fat and ugly ashtray squats, and seems to jeer.
A monstrosity in porcelain, its insides blackened by
Countless ash-- stuffed with cigarettes and food,
It accepts with an indifference of air,
A mass of paper napkins inscribed with poesies fair.
All offerings, hideous or grand, into its bowels it takes
As if a part of some sinister plan.