ARE YOU ALL SILVERED OUT?
by Joanna Gilman Hyde
The Hawk Kitchen 11:11am
Those *2* Giant Blocks
of Rectangular Silver
Came Crashing Down
on My Miles of Silver Duct Tape
on My Miles of Watery Plastic Sheeting
on My Ten-thousand Square Feet of Dacron Canvas
laid out, smoothed out
weighed down by 400 Sand Bags
Painted for Thousands of Office Workers
It was My
It All Came Crashing Down
in Zillions of Silver Streaks
on My Head on The Afternoon of March 31st, 1993
I have been crawling out ever since
note: title from WHB
Joanna Gilman Hyde 