i.
these days i do a lot of pretending
it feels sometimes like i fool myself enough to believe
that it is real (but then i catch myself in fear)
i pretend to work, i pretend to know what i am doing, i pretend
to go grocery shopping (i'm very good at it by now, i pick things up
and put them down, i put them in my cart, i do not ask any questions,
and i bring them all home and set them on the shelf).
i pretend to sleep. i pretend to be a grown up. i pretend to have it
all figured out or more often i pretend that i do not have a clue and that is
an act i am so good at that even i don't know i'm pretending.
ii.
other times, we pretend
spinning cotton candy silks, tasting sugar with our eyes
we change our voices, we say things that do not make sense
and it is delightful! how little sense they make
we are other people we are ourselves we are each other
until life knocks on the door
and comes back in
iii.
prae tendere
before stretch
stretch the truth out like a piece of bubble gum
the gaping holes only a millimeter thick
from your mouth to mine
iv.
in pretending
there is confidence
there is a path
to not pretend
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