Chris Campanioni

1985 / Manhattan, New York City, New York,

Still Life

Silence to say
I lost you repeating
On airless days turned

Inward on a track
Background of reflections
In the fountain of a park

Flower petals
Wooden benches
Breeze stirring slightly

Occupied parking space
Vacated lots, faces lost in passing—
We pass every day

Smile politely sometimes
Say a few words something
Casual, neutral, nice

As a swimming pool in June
Ice cream at midnight
Coffee in the cold

Picture in a magazine
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