I shall pretend

 
I shall pretend within this rough abandonment
that we never spoke,
never sent each other photographs,
never spent the evening hours entwined by telephone
sharing all the deeper secrets of our histories,
never saw our crossing path as miracle and mystery,
never mentioned love,
and never stood amazed at how  
again and then again
at each unveiling of the stages of our pasts
we came to know that if we met
we’d fit together well
like the proverbed hand and glove,
never felt our hearts rise up
like morning mist to heaven’s canopy
or left each other breathless in the dark.
 
I shall make my memory of all of  this  
empty, stark, and still.
I will – since this now is the only way I know
within these vacant days,
to keep intact my crumbling sanity .