What Are You Doing?

I wonder what you're doing 
when I call you on the phone: 
are you slumming with the hoi polloi 
or splendidly alone?

Are you sitting in the dining car 
on some exotic train, 
or somewhere in the jungle 
taking shelter from the rain? 
Are you golfing on a fairway 
standing tensely at the tee, 
or lounging in your undies 
watching videos on TV?

It seems natural to wonder 
when I hear but cannot see 
And then of course I wonder 
what you're wondering about me