I cannot wish you well

I cannot wish you well, but 
wouldn't wish you ill either.
Your perfect place is the in between, the right-around-the-
    corner—similar
    to the limbo you put me through.
    It is the counterfeit, the sustenance
day-to-day, munchable, 
but never sate. Just enough to get
by another perishable day.

Dale Chou
2020-10-28