Lindsay Ahl


I like guys when they forget
I’m around.
They hug each other
talk about porn
move their chairs closer to one another
and say things like
Yeah, I’m moving my chair closer to this guy.
He’s got his thumb on the pulse
of the unseen world.
And the other guy says,
Yeah, I see the dead.
No, the retort, they see you.
And then it’s back to more
common things
like, where’s the beer?
When I take the beer from the guy
who has his thumb on the pulse
of the unseen world
it is to celebrate your absence
embody your easiness
your grace. No one
is aching for you
no one is trailing me
or ignoring me.
I’m just moving my chair closer.