Let's Pretend by Connaire Kensit
Online - 13 March 2021
This poem is not autobiographical. The speaking voice is an imagined person in an imaginary situation.
Let's pretend that what you did has not upset me;
Let's make-believe my heart is made of wood;
Let's pretend that I don't wish you'd never met me,
Pretend that I can't see that you're no good.
I'll pretend you never made me want to thump you;
I'll act as if my heart were made of stone;
I'll pretend that I don't really long to dump you,
That I'm not afraid of being left alone.
If I were not so scared of isolation,
Of being One, not part of any Two,
I'd have answered you with ex-communication
And my memory would keep little space for you;
In my mind the mists of time would close above you
Like an abscess one gets over when it ends.
As it is, we'll just pretend that I still love you;
We'll pretend that we can make believe we're friends.
by Connaire Kensit