Automat

She is pretty.
She is familiar.
She is not here –
Anymore.

Her coffee cup
Remains as she
Goes to a foreign
Country she loves.

He was – is – there
And there they kiss.
And she was – is – not
Alone: – in love.

But she is still
Here and her coffee
Has grown cold. She
Can never leave.

Here she is lonely.
And he will never be
Here. We will all
Join her.

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