Loneliness is a tricky mistress

Sometimes she makes me feel worthless and miserable
Like an apple fallen off the orchard tree, rotting in the October sun

Sometimes we dance alone for hours
stepping in harmony with the unimpeded freedom of my whims

Loneliness knows no jealousy
No matter how long we stay apart

She always awaits me at the door of my studio apartment

Some days she is a welcomed companion

Others she is a home invader

I know we’ll dance forever
I just hope I can learn all of the steps