HOPE

I will find it in the last missed train

I will find it in the hair-clogged drain

I will find it in a stolen suitcase

I will find it in the chewing gum in my hair

I will find it climbing the 500^th stair

I will find it in my mother’s black eye

I will find it in the rings of fat on my thigh

I will find it listening to ‘Fireworks’ playing on my iPod

While it floats in the shitpot

I will find it in the vulgar smile of your pink teddy bear

I will find it in my millionth tear

I will find it watching a smashed cockroach fly

I will find it waiting for your one last try

I will find it in the hopeless reflection in the mirror

Because I’m still standing there hoping that hope is near