or else, “Here’s to destination unknown!” — No one
wants to hear
my truth,
not even myself,
as I wallow
in
a pity party
for me,
although it could be
for you
of little faith. And, yes,
I am worn,
disheveled,
down & out,
worn
out
by hedging my bets on
this
“not my portion”
but (in need)
a safe
stet…