Sometimes I forget you’re not ..

Sometimes I forget you’re not

Sometimes I forget you’re not able to be seen or touched anymore,

or laugh or speak or cough.

Your laughter and your coughs often mixed like a cocktail called ‘Warning Sign.’

Before you left I never understood, I couldn’t comprehend the enormity and absurdity of so many actions here.

But now wastes of energy are clear.

They cut me with their clarity, numb me with their dumbness, open my eyes with their short sightedness, their virginal sense of time.

Some don’t know about you, some do.

How you came and went but stayed with me.

Untouchable, but still seen and heard.

Sometimes I forget you’re not.

A.K. McAllister