sitting and not looking
at my friends, who are
dating. I can hear them
whisper urgently
to one another
(a fight of some sort)
I imagine them
staring one into another
as do
a moth
and flame
and then undressing
secretly
and making love right
next to me
altogether alone
save for the absent body
across the room.
For all I know, it
could have happened
(my hair, you see
is long
and functions as a curtain
between my eyes and company)
I would like
to think that
it did
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