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



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

Poet's Notes about The Poem

bank of america, san francisco, coffee machine, life, tale, pyramid, bear.

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  • (7/18/2013 3:46:00 PM)

    A great poem, like it. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, July 18, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, July 19, 2013

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