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Joshua Haines
Poems
Apr 2015
There is No I in Denial
There is no I in denial.
They kiss in bed.
They roll around.
There is no I in denial.
He bought her flowers.
She placed them in a vase.
There is no I in denial.
They hug outside of
traditional thought.
I do not know how we got here,
but I know I don't want us
to stay.
There is no I in denial.
They **** in bathrooms.
They make love in gardens.
There is no I in denial.
She blew a kiss.
He caught a tough break.
There is no I in denial.
He holds a box of his things,
after being shown out.
She says they'll manage.
I do not know how we got here,
but I know I don't want us
to stay.
There is no I in denial.
They kiss in bed,
but it's not the same.
They roll around in bed,
but it begins
to feel
like effort.
There is no I in denial.
He bought her less.
She said it didn't matter.
There is no I in denial.
He feels like his father,
imagining things
she's doing.
I do not know how we got here,
but I know I don't want us
to stay.
There Is No I In Denial.
They don't talk as much.
They sit farther apart.
There Is No I In Denial.
She asks him what's wrong.
He resents her care.
There Is No I In Denial.
He gets drunk and
breaks the vase.
The flowers lay,
covered in wet glass,
sleeping in a puddle.
I do not know how we got here,
but I know I don't want us
to stay.
THERE IS NO I IN DENIAL.
They don't talk, they yell.
They don't remember each other.
THERE IS NO I IN DENIAL.
He drinks more.
She feels less.
THERE IS NO I IN DENIAL.
They were married underneath
an oak tree,
She said, "I do."
He smiled and said,
"I'm so lucky."
The flowers lay on the floor,
dying.
I do not know how we got here,
but I know I don't want us
*to stay.
Written by
Joshua Haines
26/M/Father, Husband, Writer
(26/M/Father, Husband, Writer)
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