dear hope

worse than the nothing you give
is the smugness in your gestures
that show your pleasure
at keeping me in abeyance
giving no foothold,
no entry, no view
to pasts or futures,
imagined or real

acknowledging my presence
only as inconsequential
before obliterating it

leaving nothing to treasure or bury
nor even the breath to deny

and this day, too, is now undone

tomorrow I will rise
to stand once more before you
and do it all over again

just go away

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