Stephen Kilmer Poet Free verse

Tomorrow Never Comes

The sky out to the east was getting gray
I was smoking long leafs today
Wondering what I was going to do
The potato fields all brown
Rotten in the ground
I fell down and prayed
Holding back the flood

Looking out the window
On the gray morning light
I was sick all winter
Graveyard calling
A hollow sound
Way down low

I tasted the tears
As they began to flow
Coffee and cigarettes
AA calling me 
Old gray striped cat
Lay at my feet
Tired and beat

I gave my time
I done it for free
Know one could tell
Except me
I was living a lie
Way down inside
Tomorrow never comes
Tomorrow never comes
Tomorrow never comes…

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Laura Breidenthal June 30, 2015 at 2:39 PM Hello dear! This is fantastic. I love these lines "I fell down and prayed Holding back the flood" Your dark introspection resonates with me also.. the sorrow is so deep, and fits well with the atmosphere you've set up. Always, Laura

Arthur Vaso June 26, 2015 at 11:59 PM Powerful poem that resonates with me, loved the imagery. Stephen Kilmer June 27, 2015 at 12:26 AM Thanks Arthur. I really appreciate you taking the time to read and comment on my work. ~Kilmer