| I am here and there, always present, always around,
from dawn when you hit the alarm clock, till
late at night when you lie naked in bed listening to mosquitoes
buzz about while you doze off.
In the morning I try to figure out with you
the fat grams in the cereals you eat up anyway.
I don't give you any advice when you wonder about what you are going to wear
and change your mind a dozen times.
I read the paper over your shoulder in the metro,
you look so intensely concentrated when in reality I know you are totally bored
by the stories of gangs and murders and scandals.
Don't we spend hours together in this small cubicle of yours!
Waiting for your gum to lose its flavor,
hating this job that pays our rent.
Sometimes you try to fool me out of your life,
go catch a movie and buy a big bag of popcorn,
reminds you of your childhood you say,
but guess who's grinning waiting for you at the exit?
Other times you try to trick me out of your life laughing out too loud with a bunch
of people you could not care less about. But I am still around,
observing your petty efforts to drive me out of what has become our life together
I am here and there, uninvited guest at your restaurant table,
when you order the wine you hope will make me go away.
Haven't you noticed how, very thoughtful, they always leave a chair in front of you?
They take away the silverware though because they know well
earthly foods are not for me, I only feed on you.
I hate it when you try to call the 'other one',
result of your efforts: hear 200 busy signals and get 5 minutes older.
We don't need anyone else, comfortably tucked on the couch,
watching commercials between tv shows.
We are made for one another; you know it, you fear it.
We are like an old couple, uncomfortable together but unable to
live apart from each other.
I am your everyday, unashamed, unfailing, and ever-changing solitude. | 
