hopeless
when all hope has gone
where has it gone
is it in the bank of hope
or a rubbish tip of hope
are there billionaires of hope
oligarchs hoarding our stolen hopes
does hope simply get thinner
and dissolve in acid rain
is hope the lost key to a door
that opened onto sunlit uplands
in the sunlight of halcyon days
or a cobweb of dead flies
the fat spider paid by hope
the hopelessness
of hope lost to the grave
the loss of parents’ reassurance
children’s winsome looks
a cat or a dog when
their old friend’s feeding hands are gone
in the turning around
sitting’s catatonic stare
a leaden backbone
the last heavy breath
the light at the end of the tunnel
extinguished
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