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Month: January, 2013

ABOLITION

The West Desk Window 9:33pm

I will either be shot

as I have dreamt

or immortalized by Aliens

with DVD holding My Hand

on another Planet

or maybe this One

if there is a Heaven

could This Earth be free

of war & abortion?

As I live I shall stand

for both ends

WITH A GLASS OF GASPEREAU VINEYARDS SEYVAL BLANC 2010

The Hawk Corner Room 5:00pm

Last night I lay on My Back

in bed with Hunter sleeping

picturing My Self asking

on Valentine’s Day

“DVD, should I get My Bullet Proof Vest now?”

I bet I can buy one on line

I experienced the sensation

never-before-felt

of a bullet hole

in the middle of My Back

just under My Right

Shoulder Blade

SNUG AS A BUG IN A RUG

January 29th The 103 7:49am

I have to be very grown up

this is what grown-ups do

They go to Operations

11:15am Queen Elizabeth II (Old VG) Halifax

“See Ya” rings out cheerily

in the halls

12:45pm

I wait, rest, in a room

thematically named “Beach”

Hunter was taken away @ 12:15

an hour & 45 minutes before scheduled

I wait to hear a “start time”

1:56pm

I am waiting for a “start time”

has the surgery started yet?

(note: shortly after writing this I was told

the “Cut Time” was 1:30

and was given a 3 hour “window”)

I see, for the first time,

10:22 is Really 22:22

on the 24 hour clock

(to spell it out for everybody)

It’s very loud around here — there’s

actually raucous laughter across

the hall

luckily I am the only person in this

“Beach Room”

(note:  one woman came in with reminiscences

of a trip through the Caribbean and described

how She would have jumped ship into the open arms

of a big black woman in the surf, who had a smile

as big as She was) 

2:30pm

(note: checked into The Lord Nelson)

3:00pm

(note: cell phone call from surgeon:

“Mrs Blair — I’m calling to say 

the operation went very well

Your Husband will be in Recovery

about two hours”)

(note: made phone calls to friends and relatives

had to find out Hunter’s Private Isolation Room

and visited Him there for a couple of hours

where the door was kept open and I was allowed

ungowned

though Hunter was a suspected MRSA* carrier

Hunter seemed wonderful — five abdominal incisions

for laparoscopy to fix a hernia and esophagus)

9:27pm The Lord Nelson Victory Arms Pub

I’m drinking Keith’s On Tap

& about to order a club

& Greek salad

The Waiter said

“You’re not from around here

are You”

*Methicillin Resistant Staphylococcus Aurius 

also known as The Super Bug

BLACK on BLACK on BLACK

The Hawk Kitchen 7:30pm

I Am That Woman

ready to go to War/Love

dressed fiercely in Black

To My Fellow Bloggers

This is just to notify you

that Self Organizing Galaxy

has been renamed on YouTube

as “Viral Spiral”

MY BROTHER & I

The Hawk Kitchen 4:25pm

The only two adolescent

car accidents

I was in

were with My Brother:

The First where I was driving

with a low rear tire I had neglected to fill

–it went flat on The Taconic

& Howard yelled “We’re On Ice!

Hit The Breaks!”

I listened & rolled Our Mother’s Volkswagon Squareback

into a cliff-side snow bank

and limped home with the spare put on

by kind fellow motorists

tutt-tutting about teenage drivers

The Second Howard was driving

when We were mistakenly headed

for The Holland Tunnel

so I directed My Brother to “Turn Here”

into a No U Turn

He listened

& pulled out into oncoming traffic

We got rear-ended

but were able to drive

His Baby Blue LTD home

I wrote a letter of apology

to the owner of the wrecked green Volvo

THE BOOK

Canada Day 2011 The Hawk

This is a New Book

This Book is So New It

Has Not Even Been

Thought of

Yet…

It is NOT about any Living or Dead

People

or animals

or plants

or planets

It is about a Great BIG YAWN

A YAWN WHICH GOES

ON

&

ON

&

ON

& never stops.  Oh, & did

I mention The Yawn never

STARTS, either(underlined)?

The Yawn has a Companion:

The GREAT BIG FART

a FART SO BIG IT FILLS

the Entire Universe

& Beyond, if there is

a Beyond

The FART HAS A START

Like The Sneeze that

follows:

The SNEEZE that blows

away the Yawn (even

though I said It never

Stops) a sneeze which

blows away the FART

which clears

the AIR

To Make Room, since

there is an endless supply

of Room — The Sneeze

has to push away all

the other crap engulfed

by The Yawn & The FART

to make Room for

THIS(underlined):

The Great Big

seemingly Eternal

(though who knows —

who thinks there’s

any such thing as

Eternity?)

The Sneeze makes Room

for:  The Great Big

seemingly Endless

Huge

Sigh

of

Relief —

a sigh of Relief

not Heard,

not Seen,

but

Felt,

felt beyond the

outer reaches of

The Universe

in fact,

becoming the

preliminary

establishment

of

Every Thing &

Nothing &

more eternal YAWNS

FARTS

etc.

 

PROCLAMATION

The Hawk Kitchen 8:22pm

In This Black Book

I Write

M(EYE) Proclamation:

I

Am

The

Church

M(EYE)

Body

Is

M(EYE)

Steeple

M(EYE)

Body

Is

M(EYE)

Mind

M(EYE)

Church

Is

M(EYE)

Mind

Standing

for Freedom

from Entrapment

Freedom

To Fart

Like Every Human Being

I Carry

an English Dictionary

for reference

& not for instruction

I attempt to guide

I have to eat

M(EYE) Supper

Now

P.S.

I have to name M(EYE) Church:

The Joanna Hyde Pass Gas Chapel

I Drink The Golden Fluid

The Hawk Kitchen 6:16pm

I Drink The Golden Fluid

of My Beer

in My Concept 2 Drinking

Glass

& I feel, feel, feel

I feel

for Everyone

trapped

by illness

or made-up labels

People in prisons

I feel for My World

I feel for My Planet

I feel for

My

Self’s

Capacity

 

Healing Touch

The Hawk Kitchen 5:13pm

When A Mother

purses Her Lips

like a heart

& kisses Her Child’s

boo boo

She makes everything better

When People hug

Each Other

They impart Their Mighty Particle

of Love

When I hug My Big Black Cat

Astro

I feel My Love

zooming

into

Him