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Tomorrow Never Comes

(It's All the Same Fucking Day)

In the West, we think of time

as something to be chased.

We work to make it fit

into too-small spaces –

cramming it into our

already jam-packed lives.

We march toward the

enigmatic concept of

“the future” –

ignoring the fact that

today          was once a part

of that future.

Why aren’t we happy with today?

What is so special about          tomorrow?

27 May 2001

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