If you could but hold me I would love you.
I would adore every little thing that you do.
My skies would forever appear much brighter.
If only you will pretend that you love me too.
If you could but kiss me I would love you.
I would gift you all finery golden and new.
My lonely world could be much less empty.
Please say you can pretend you will love me too.

haiku 20/11/10b

at the mossy grave
asked to be alone and am
pretending to pray

I tried to wake you up
You wouldn't stir
I thought you were sleeping
You weren't
You were playing dead
Messing with my head
Your sick game of pretend
So in my resentment
I pulled out a gun
I turned you into the real thing

Just lay beneath the stars with me

Pretending that we're kids again

Still dreaming big dreams

Still stealing kisses

Living back in the before time

When we hadn't yet learned

That some people are like matches

And if you hold on too long

You get burned.

i run
blanket tied loosely around my neck
mom says
i could choke
but i do not worry
if my cape gets caught i will shift
down
down
i become a frog
i leap, and my legs soar behind me
if i am snatched
by a bird
i will outstretch my arms and glide
down
down
a mighty hawk
i bellow, and the world turns to stone
if my wing
is clipped
i dig my fingers
down
down
anchoring with tiger claws
i pounce, and the villains fall
almighty
conqueror of nature
i relent, and the blanket falls to my feet