There are a million things to say about The Lost Twins, here shown. The connection, on the one hand, to French Neo-Classicism, and on the other hand to Queer Studies, is right on the surface. However, at this point in time it is worth pointing out that The Lost Twins acts as its own Equation, as a reaction to what I've written about Abby, commenting on what I understand and do not understand, pointing out all the obvious vistas I missed, and making it clear that ultimately the most authoritative voice about Abby is her own. With a painter of Abby's caliber, this would seem to be inalienable.
For God to be God
God has to be something else
the manifestation of a center point
of perfectly well-rounded goodness
incorrigibly manning the ambiguous
affirming all sides of every equation
responsive both personally, impersonally
conscious & unconscious
but then, being there & not somewhere else
the Ontological Argument falls flat
God’s not God
for God to be God
Your middle: tongue
(hers), man (me), riding
together, I bitch (middle’s
middle). I tongue man
you, her, spacious, it, of
you, all of us, can’t feel
a nothing, I can’t. Not
of this, of you, of her,
of all of this riding, in
what looks big, black,
has tongue-room. I
can’t feel a thing. I feel
nothing of bigness, black
fur interior her you. Ride.
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