I’m calling this poem, ‘How to Give Up Hope’

For four Novembers, I have been wishing for words to write it

They have escaped me

Forgive me, though I cannot forgive myself

I have no wisdom-filled ink

Except to write, be careful of virtue, it may enslave you

Tie you to the table and leave you starving, Hope

For this reason, you must

Give up, Hope