Tomorrow and Tomorrow, Please
God, what shall I say
Of you today?
You are exasperating
You are all hope
You are the center of my faith
You are the labyrinth
I mean to cross
I take my comfort from you
As I take sustenance from food
You are my food
There are no empty calories,
Which on occasion is my deal
I will die
I am afraid
I think I shall meet you there
Or someone from your office
I had an episode last night
To remind me
Though there’s fear
There will be relenting, too
A last litany with Earth
A first step toward
What you deem is next
C L Couch
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