Where in this world are you? Are you standing over a chipped blue sink, brushing your teeth? Are you carrying flowers home on your bicycle? Are you sitting in sunlight pretending to read a book? Or maybe you’re deeply asleep, forgetting about existence for a time, Or sitting in a café seeing beautiful words swirl and drown in your café au lait. Are you wondering where I am too? I’m here, don’t you sense me yet? Stuck in this city of concrete and palms, Dreaming of a smile I’ve never seen. Where are you?