Each serves a different function. Each does things for her that she needs.

Each offers a separate fulfillment. A separate completion.

To her intricate life.

When one is used up she sends him away.

When one uses her up he goes on his way.

Either way there is a new opening. A need that is now not being filled.

It is complex at times, but, actually, quite simple.

She is a user and is in turn used.

And she lives this way.

Pity those who seek and cannot find.

It is there but they are blind.