They live their lives.
And we live ours:
smaller selves
crowded into the margins.
Flat as shadows
against the grain of substance,
the received imprint
of a half-glance,
a referential nod
the occasional conferred dimension
of full address.
Not badly used;
moving like geisha
bound in silken smiles.
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