You can hardly keep up
with inquiries
with instructions for dancing
so you shift down, and begin recalibrating . . .
Their shoulders seduce
their angularities the kind that sell . . .
so close yet so far . . .
Vendors arrive, and fishmongers . . .
Wine glasses mingle . . .
Their bangles speak of other worlds
spiritual melodrama
sustained incongruence . . .
And now they're crossing the street
and someone's asking . . . something? . . .
Sit down on this bench, please, take a break,
rewind the tape . . .
Meanwhile, This Is Us streams in the park . . .
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| Antonio Palmerini |