Tomorrow, Today | David Olimpio
the Bald Man always imagines a tomorrow among today's distractions. but a today may never exist in tomorrow's allayed abstractions. that there is time. that time is there. for squirrel hunting. for tail wagging. today, the color still clings to branchings. today, the leaves are far from blanching. today, there is only this play with phrasings. today, we can do so much in the way of crazing.
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