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.