Indifferent Human

I guard my little patch of life.
My friend, my lover, my siblings
My parents.
My home, my business, my cheque-book
Me.

Days filled with the superficial,
Petty loves, petty lies, petty losses,
Petty life.
Infinite minutiae imperfectly saturates
Time.

Am I
Relative, subjective, indefinable,
Goodness.
Or only
I Am