Today Is Floating

Redhead Annie sings of tomorrow
McCartney longs for yesterday
Today is for smashing pumpkins
Splattering gourds on concrete
Then lying on our backs in the grass and daring the sun to shine

The rain spits on us instead
Big drops of gob from the mouth of God

Today is floating
Like a big red kite
Across a battlefield sky
Where Icarus keeps trying not to burn
The end is always the same
He is the match tip that ignites heaven with the fires of hell

In that same grass we lie
Eye level with the dandelions
Today floats on their fluff
Drifting from yesterday
Toward a tomorrow
Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow
One that redheaded orphans dream about

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