have to stay away from
the idea
of hope, i tell
my friend Betty.
at sixty-three
she's still hoping that the right
guy will
come along.
that her ship
will come in, that there
will be a pot
of gold at the end of some
rainbow.
prince charming
is just over the hill on
his horse.
she watched too many
Disney movies
as a little girl,
and swallowed the big
lie whole.
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