I’ll Do It Tomorrow

By Ding Ma   

Tick, tock, tick, tock
The hours pass by
Tick, tock, tick, tock
I’m too immersed in this lullaby

Time is passing like sand in an hourglass
so slow, but definite
Time is approaching like tsunamis in the Pacific
so fast, and alarming

I wish I could flip the hourglass
I wish I could surf the waves
but all this daydream ultimately led to nothing but
more daydreams

Every passing second feels like
another straw added to the colossal haystack on my back
With a mountain of tasks, I can’t cut more slacks
I need to pull myself back from the desperate verge of collapse

But lo and behold,

I’ll do it tomorrow.

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