There Is So Much Familiarity Between Us Poem by RIC BASTASA

now, there is so much familiarity between us.
when i wink, or when i wiggle a finger, you already
know what i mean.
i know too what you mean, what you really mean to me.
(there are times however when i
with malice disregard your signals.)

I get bored sometimes.
And in this nauseous state,
i set my eyes on other far islands.
i vomit but i do not have to tell you.
what is the use?
we keep on breathing same air.
Cleaning same room.
Sharing secrets.
Brushing our teeth on same stories.

there is a plateau where we live.
There is an edge.
When we go beyond we fall.
the story must end simply.
We keep the fence strong.
The boundaries are in bold strokes.
We have taught our feet first
where to step
secure and sound.
You may go away.
You didn't and i didn't.

Hence, we still hold hands.
Keep same table.
sit on same chairs.
Breakfast together.
Eyes fixed on the TV.

Morning news.