Between books and Netflix 
Walmart throw blankets 
A sound machine that mimics rain 
I find myself 
somewhere within a comfortable trance 
you are with me 
in the kitchen
at your desk 
walking down the hall yet again 
You always remain even in the harshest of circumstances 
And when the book ends or I forget to pay the Netflix subscription 
you’ll still be there in their absence 
A constant presence