This is more my place than yours
Whoever you are
Wherever you might have been
The seat at my side is empty
The entire bench holds
Not one more body
Out on the floor the living intermingle
Between Woman, Man & Child
In the foreground
Two girls talk of diaries
Laughter; a third girl joins them
Their conversation turns
To places that are amazing
Behind them a Rodin and a Giacometti
