Tagged: pretense

as the haves splinter

as the haves splinter
into haves and newly have-
nots, we are humbled,

no longer pretending to
have the answers, be in control
.
20200323:2227
y

in a row, we can

in a row, we can
more easily be
served, greeted,
ignored, run
over – they
practice the
science of
fairness with
eyes wide open,
pretending to
be otherwise
.
20190814:2120
y

** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: fairness

january is

january is
a question mark, masquerading
as a know-it-all
.
20190130:0719
y

** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: masquerading

when i am in your

when i am in your
arms, i pretend to know what’s
what, take great gulps of

confidence, appear serene,
a thing you can hold onto
.
20170501:0404
y

on days when i have to

on days when i have to
keep my chin up, i do
it, like one of those
chinstrap penguins,
climbing out of the
antarctic, ready to find
anything that resembles
a foothold on those steep
slopes. you are never
ready to hear this, i know
it, by the way you smile
so innocently, try out
jokes to conduct the most
favorable light. i make
the decision for you,
yes, sorry, just like that,
you are not allowed
to comfort me, i keep
my chin up, helmet on, look
for the next solid step
.
20170222:1908
y

i am pretending

i am pretending
to know something about your
loneliness – it takes

a good forty-five minutes
for the painkillers to kick in
.
20160913:0355
y

with the luxury

with the luxury
of painkillers,
we pretend
our bodies can
endure anything –
a migraine,
a tooth extraction,
a pulled muscle,
the passage of time
.
20160604:1701
y

day after day, not

day after day, not
returning home leaves
traces the heart
pretends to know
nothing about
.
20160516:0755
y

we are masks under

you are watching the

you are watching the
latest martial arts darling
in asian cinema, something
enigmatic, poetic,
reserved, i am wavering
between accepting and
rejecting myself for not
being as intoxicated,
enraptured by this
exotic intrigue.
there is a fine pretense
between belonging and
not belonging, i can’t
solve for the variables
while holding myself
at arm’s length
.
20160101:2131
y