in some small way,
always being in observation mode,
never
quite in
the moment,
participating in whatever
situation
you've been lured into.
reading the room with a fine
tooth comb.
watching,
listening, nodding and smiling,
making small talk
just to get along.
but your radar up,
you're collecting data
that may or may not be used
in a future poem.
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