Bank Of America Poem by Nicolas GRENIER

to charles o. holliday, chairman.

on a bench
in charlotte
in the san francisco skyline
in the transamerica pyramid
in my ovoid eyes
i stay
with my banknote counting machine

banking
ranking

cranking
blanking

in a steam engine
in a coffee machine
there is an opal sky
there is a life and this life is a tale

in a slot machine
in a cash machine
there is a billionaire

an american black bear
a snowshoe hare
a morning prayer

in the san francisco skyline
there are a magic square
a sun that never sets