People and Mannequins
People/Mannequins
I speak to them
I sit next to them
What appears to be still limbs
No smiles, only in place do they stand
Yet they seem to no longer
Appeal to the unreserved face of this man
I no longer bother to greet them
Should I
It’s become a non movable film
“a guy sitting in a room full of mannequins”
"writing for pictures"
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