The Day is GoneA Poem by Ekreuga rough dayWork is done It was a tough day Nothing seems to
being going right I start my walk home And think no tonight
I go the bar It begins to rain “I really wish I had
my umbrella” I say audibly At least I have my
trench coat That was sagacious to
grab it this morning The rain has changed
it now feels hard Like bucket of coal
hitting my head Coal being poured
from Heaven Cause even God wants
my day to be tough The side walk begins
to freeze It is quickly becoming
a sheet of ice I go to smoke a cigar
I found in my pocket I remember the
shortcut through the park “S**t” I see the sign “Public Space No Smoking” I quicken my stride
to get out of the sleet Finally I am here the
bar I can’t wait to get a
shot I order a lemon drop I can taste the lemon,
he begins to pour He returns, “Where is
the lemon?” “No lemons” He says I panic I really need
a shot after today He says “Only a lime” No, I will just take
it the tequila I order another and
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Added on February 15, 2017 Last Updated on February 16, 2017 Author
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