hiding/seeking

your absence could fill a room.
last night, it even followed me back to mine,
tagging along as i skipped stairs up to the third floor,
and sneaking through when i shut the door as quickly as i could behind me.
it tapped its knee next to me as i checked my email on the couch,
and even climbed into bed with me,
cooling that side of my body with its suffocating proximity.
your absence stares blankly at me
throughout our meticulous communication,
and chases me as i race through the night,
even talking through the beats in my insulated world,
where God is a DJ
and i'm coastin' with tornados meeting volcanos
in my WAKA WAKA
40 day dream.
your absence is everywhere,
even when you are
present.

DLS