Zero Commitment

Please, don't take my sadness for sorrow

Instead cherish today and its promise

For I cannot promise you tomorrow 

Though many anecdotes we borrow

The impending end brings no solace

Please, don't take my sadness for sorrow

And into the late nights we burrow

Though our conversation seems flawless

I cannot promise you tomorrow 

You pierce me like a gilded arrow

And look sheepishly as if you were Adonis

Please, don't take my sadness for sorrow

In the late nights I bellow

Wishing I could finally be honest

But I cannot promise you tomorrow 

As I leave to the borough

I leave behind your serene calmness

Please, don't take my sadness for sorrow

For I cannot promise you tomorrow 

Spinning Top

I am an errant spinning top

Teetering at the edge of the table

And I see you gaze at me

Captivated by the flurry of indistinguishable colors

Anxious over how dangerously close I come to falling

Will you catch me?

No, it’s foolish to expect to be saved

Instead my base continues to pen the table

Writing invisible scribbles on the surface

That you can barely read

Coin isn’t spent on my affair

Nor is it skill or glory

I spin because I am compelled to do so

By the hard surface beneath me

I hope to make a garden

Perhaps my constant friction will till

The wooden surface beneath me

And I’ll leave it to you to plant the seed

Hopefully we will have a bountiful harvest

I sense myself at the edge

I know you are watching me so dangerously close

You tell yourself this is my chosen fate

But how I wish that I could possibly

Slow down and tend to my garden

Furrow by furrow I will be delicate

And plant many different crops and flowers

So that I may give them to you

But you have already decided my fall

I spin resigned in gravity’s wake

At least the friction has stopped

Until I hit the surface yet again 

Re-entering the atmosphere

I can still write from time to time
Too bad the well is dry for today
I'll drink tomorrow

Though yesterday was plenty hot
Today is a cool summer day
Not thirsty now, I'll drink tomorrow

I know you've been waiting for me
Or at least that's what today's sun has been telling me
I'll come with the wine, we'll drink tomorrow

I have been running like you told me
Now we're stuck in the Dog days
Can't stop sprinting now, I'll drink tomorrow

Cold Winter days coming soon
Then today will be summer
You'll be gone from me, I'll drink to you tomorrow.

Sorry I couldn't keep my promises
I kept my promise today
Tomorrow I'll lose it. So I'll toast to you tomorrow

I know our lives were sorrow
But there is a buzz about today
Our thirst of life will be quenched tomorrow