entropy

the sun doesn't care about us
no matter how we may characterize
the ongoing explosion
that warms us
from some ninety-three million miles away

it shines on, disinterested.

to personify it here may be a mistake
and such descriptions commit it
but the point still stands

and when it grows old and expands, we may be dead
when it dies, we may be gone
unrecognizable or lost

but the universe will (probably) live on