Resolutions

my head's about to blow, my heart's about to burst
my phone's 'bout to inform me that it's january first
i am tipsy as a toddler, i am dizzy as a dreidel
i am red-faced as a reindeer
that spun out on some loose cable

it's too late, brother, to beat the buzzer
i'm still covered in confusion
3, 2, 1, kisses, but with god my witness
and to everyone who's still here
i swear that next year
i'll make some new year's resolutions

start plannin' in the autumn
use that early start
to make a little spreadsheet
and insert a couple charts
with a full list of my bad bits
the beliefs and the behaviors
with a good goal, to save my soul
and babe maybe even save yours

i had a clear eyed idea, mia
but i botched the execution
3, 2, 1, kisses, to my bastards and bitches
listen up my friends, have no fear
i swear that next year
i'll make some new year's resolutions

2023 i promise this
in 2024 i'll make some promises
2025 is like a fantasy
but 2026'll pick some plans for me

then when it's NYE, i'll check the paperwork
consult the ways i've been a joy
and ways i've been a jerk
dressed and ready at the door before
ms. midnight comes a knockin'
with my mittens and commitments on hand
once that ball starts droppin'

it's too late, mother, i missed the buzzer
held my breath but time kept movin'
3, 2, 1, kisses, not just for my missus
but for everyone who's stayed here
i swear that next year
i'll make some new year's resolutions

© 2024 noam weinstein