• Is there a way to see
    The future in the bottom of a mug?
    All of my tomorrows
    Strained and drained in the well of my cup?
    I want more than I need,
    More than know,
    Want more than I want.
    To see tomorrow to fix today so tomorrow will be,
    Be all that I want.
    Prodding those blackened strings
    Of former things,
    Clinging
    To that hope that my tomorrow
    Will be more than dead leaves,