dusk

Do your smiles stay,
When the sun goes down,
And the world goes home, and you —
Are on your own?

Does mattering — matter to you?
Or are you fine knowing we will all be forgotten?

Can you sit down by your side, and laugh
At the absurdity
Of life and living
For a moment or two?

Or would you like a drink?

Yes, there’s ice too.

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