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Yesterday or Tomorrow

“I can’t afford to lose valuable energy on things that aren’t as important.”


My day is sculpted until I whisper
my night’s budding dance
warm like children’s song.

 

On my pillows I miss the minutes,
but I smile inside
because this day is mine.

 

Always, I push my skies until hell,
but my grins overflow <
greener than Saturday blooming.

 

But, my eyes feel – 
every urging minute
trampling all fumbling questions –
until the only answer is later,
and the snows melt the promises away.