Rowe Weiss Poet Ballad

I cannot Die

I cannot die tonight
Like the quiet corners of my mind
I dog-eared a book
Of pages i haven’t read
You know how long that took?
Frayed and yellowed
Always get me calm and mellowed
The spine cracked and worn
Each page a promise
Their adventures unfold

I cannot die today
Coz my lipstick’s too pretty
“Forbidden Love” in matte 
By Pat McGrath
It gives me a nice pout
That send you in a frenzy
My face pales in comparison
I put it on as a subtle defiance,
 As I navigate through the urgency, 
A moment of personal reliance.

I cannot die today, 
I am too busy 
Scrolling on Etsy
Whatever calls my fancy
I will not have time
To stop, breathing

I cannot die today
I already planned my party
At the Acre
Who’s going to blow the candles?
Half-eaten Carvel cake
Half-baked excuses
Dancing under moonlit trees
Laughter echoing in the breeze
Living each moment like the last

There is leftover Ben and Jerry’s, 
Pistachio, my sweet delight,
It would be frostbitten, forgotten
Without me to savor its creamy bite.
In the quiet of the midnight hour
Amidst the chaos I must attend
 A spoonful of comfort, a moment’s respite,
With each creamy scoop, worries mend.
For even in the urgency of saving lives, 
There’s solace in this simple pleasure
A taste of normalcy amidst the storm
A reminder of life’s delicate measure.


Unraveling stories from the past
I cannot die today
There are lives I have to save
People I have to see
But I can’t save me

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