Joanna Gilman Hyde

The Tomato-coloured Couch 2:22pm

I want to draw out

Humanity’s Heart

Feed It to The Black Crows

Hungry

flying against the wind

outside My Kitchen Glass Doors

–

I want to sit underneath My Tree

My Scraggly Apple

out in My Pro-life Underwear

in snow flurries

Come Inside

to know the warmth

of My Living Room

with Eliza’s Long-stemmed Coral Roses

clipped & vased