Invisible Friends

All grownups have invisible friends.

That’s who they talk to when they move their mouths
and there’s no one else around.

The more burnt-out grownups talk aloud to their invisible friends,
to the embarrassment of the less burnt-out grownups,
who hear them.

But we least burnt-out grownups?
We barely move our lips.

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