NEVER HAPPENED

and then at breakfast
at the hangover to the party
the dregs sat at the kitchen table together
eating pancakes
drinking coffee

“do you even remember
what you two
were doing
last night?!”

and i thought to myself,

yes
we got drunk
and we messed around
you’d sit up
across the living room
on the floor
and we’d pretend to be asleep
we’d stand stiller
than freeze tag
you’d lay back down
rinse and repeat

but i didn’t say that
and neither did she
no one said anything

we just went on
eating pancakes
drinking coffee

if no one wants to admit it
happened
it’s pretty easy for it to never have
happened

COPYRIGHT BRICE MAIURRO 2015

Author: brice maiurro

Denver poet. Author of Stupid Flowers, out now through Punch Drunk Press.

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