I Pretend

chickenwearingshoes

(internet photo)
My tongue lolls
like a dog on a hot day.
It hangs out
day ’til night
to catch shooting stars
from our first date.

No clouds are too dark or too grey
to dampen the spark you ignited.
I stand in the rain.
Your scent washes from my hair,
so recently twisted through your fingers.

My squeaky-balloon shoes
squish along the sidewalk
each step one further from you.
If I had a rooster right now
I would make it wear these noisy shoes,
take away the annoyance of your departure.
Already your absence is a giant egg beside me.
The truth as much a surprise to me
as seeing a rooster wear shoes.

A quart-berry basket full of water
is easier to manage than your absence.
I would powder my nose with an ax
rather than be away from you.
I would eat plastic grapes, breathe fire,
drive a truck with a screwdriver
if it meant I would be back with you.

My mind has shrunk to the size of a pea
my body no longer exists.

I want to wash your feet, honor you
for blessing me with the gift of your love.
As each step takes me further from you
I walk like I have a tail between my legs.
I pretend it isn’t mine.
I pretend you are still with me.

4 thoughts on “I Pretend

  1. Equal parts humorous and piercing. I know such a tail too well. I truly enjoy the range of your writing. It keeps the word ‘anticipation’ at the fore for posts from you.

  2. mincs1 says:

    Thanks so much, Eric. I had a lot of fun writing this one šŸ™‚

  3. Lorien says:

    This is beautiful! Powder your nose with an axe? Ouch!!! The contrast of imagery is just amazing.

  4. mincs1 says:

    I think this speaks to the crazy things we sometimes do for love šŸ™‚
    Thanks for the comment Lorien!

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