Tomorrow, Today

the Bald Man always imagines a
tomorrow among today’s

but a today may never
exist in tomorrow’s

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

today, there is only
this play with

today, we can do so much
in the way of

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