Joanna Gilman Hyde

The Hawk Queen Bed 3:57pm

When I Close My Eyes

I See The Seething Mass

of Humanity, like a swarm of bacteria

covering the habitable parts

of This Earth

I see Them undulating

in Their Sex

in Their Food Consumption

I see Them in Their Veins of Traffic

Are They Building

Monuments

to survive

or Are They Sleeping

Like Me

until

I Wake Up, Get Up

to look in The Morning Mirror

at My Messy Hair —

Will We Wash Our Faces

In The Light Of The Sun

Or The Light Of The Moon?