One Afternoon

Someone brings a cup to me
with water because I am thirsty
and she saw my throat dry
when I spoke…but I don’t know
who she is.

Who cares? I thought. She brought you
water to drink!
Maybe that is enough to
live on for now as she walks into the bustle.
It was like making perfect conversation with
the stars just before dawn
smudges them away.

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