Curtis Bonney

1) The Subject Contemplates God

We leaned over the railing into a rather elaborate, floral-colored card.
I saw some tourists glancing out the window.
Such a coincidence defines the position of the tourist.
Such a funicular pursues its own pleasure.
Such an overlap sets off firecrackers.
Every detail of the scenery coincides with murder.

A woman puts up a note that says: "history speaks through your mouth."
Such intuition begins with shouting.
With God, not on the level of content, but incontinence.
With multitasking ballplayers and their adoring fans.
With arrows launched over a cement balcony.
We practice backing away from all the noise.

2) God Contemplates Himself
You and I survey the constitutive.
The mystics in the garage & their matching green shirts.
Others look for a boat to take out to sea.
The fact of God is the view.
100 feet below, beneath the bridge we're standing on, a pervert eludes our gaze.
He remarks on the necessity of historical progress.
People obsessively wave.

Balboa identifies with the objective laws of history.
Daddy occupies the position of an Evil Matheme.
I realize that our lunch together is actually a session.
An older, friendly, bourgeois sadist who used to be a stadium.
He tormented the masses while discussing coffee - not his own, but that of the big Executor.
Which subsequently assumed the form of an heir.
A daughter whose rosehips grew disappointed in sand.