You’re

The middle distance gaze long before they reach Any Other Business

Busiest with friends we don’t see nor doubt are as real as you feel

Felt around for like a ring with a finger that makes for your microphone

Phone-calls made from bathrooms, forecourts and railway stations

Stationed at the crossroads of impulse and prudent purchases

Chased up stairs-ways and over car seats and back again

Gaining new songs that are sung with lyrics misheard

Heard issuing orders to fluffy companions happy to oblige

Happiest covered in cushions with feet peeping beneath

Not four but farther off than the three we’ll never again see

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