I confess
that I do not
have what it takes.
What this week
will require from me
is not held in
my reserves.
Those rations
are not hiding
in some secret
victory chest
of triumph.
To be pulled out
at the last minute
and all is made right.
Winning.
No. I do not have
what it takes.
There is no victory chest
to be discovered.
So I wait
in the empty room.
Waiting for the provision
of another.