Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

MY TOMATO-COLOURED COUCH

3:45pm

Southerly Surf resonates

in My Blood —

I’m composed of 50 Trillion Cells

or more —

How many of Them are My Blood

activated

by Each Surge of Sound

moving through Me

moving My Pen

as I sit with Knees up

on The Armless End

of My Tomato-coloured Couch?

THE HAWK KITCHEN 3:00pm

I just killed A Fly

on a ceramic apple tile

in My Kitchen

He was just washing His Front Legs

& I smashed Him

with My Open Left Fist

I picked Him up

from behind the toaster

& threw Him in The Trash —

He wasn’t delivering

any Alien Messages —

not Today anyway