Pretense of Love
If you were not going to
Love me in the morning,
You should have crept away
Into the moonlight,
Faceless
You should have left
Before the daylight
Burst into the bedroom
With sparkling hope
You should not have stayed
Lingered
Loitered
Laughing in my kitchen
Drinking from my plastic mug
Acting as If
You were going to throw
Your painted mask
Into the fire
No
You should have
Faded away
Like an echo into a canyon
Like a name on the tip of a tongue
Like a dream almost recalled --
The only clue that you were here
An indentation in my sheets
I could have smoothed away
Instead of This
This pretense of love
Of normalcy,
Of old lovers on
An ordinary day,
When you won’t even
Look me in the eye --
If there is no hope
Of love
Of a you and me, an “us”
Then please just LEAVE
I fiercely prefer
The fleeting memory
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