small quiet study room
small quiet study room concrete walls surround me our voices echo in my brain two square paintings on the wall — winter scenes, an american flag plus a brick red chimney… the sounds of silence, like whispers in pristine snow, mahogany-ish table and a white board to our left… we are agents of love in a dizzying world, cable companies merge and we check them for compliance, staffing tuesday, guys wear khakis and golf shirts, girls wear jeans and birkenstocks… she loves how cute I am, how cute, I ask — cute 10…you’re a cute 10 and I like how your hair is silver on the sides… I love your new GAP shirt — it’s true, it fits so right in that classic way… what else? oh, she says, I know you don’t think so, but I like your gums… hmm, did you know the formula for relaxation is to set your eyes on the warm horizon, and let your gaze fix itself to a blurry blue… I wan’t to live together this holiday season, so that we can decorate in that cheerful way and not be lonely on my twenty-third birthday yes, this year it’s all a sort of decorative variant on the think or not to think motif, so be captivating, my dear be engaging too — be all the lofty things we dream of and amazing things will come to you
Franco Amati 2023