Joanna Gilman Hyde

The Hawk Queen Bed 9:31am

I have woken up to My House in a mess

Eggplant Parmesan has gone uneaten

kitty litter litters Our Bathroom

& has scattered down The Stairs

— it’s The Weekend —

there’ll be no carpenters to work

on Hunter’s Library

but He’s making coffee for Me

I have a window open

& can hear a first bird

of Spring

–

10:30am

The Golden Arches Lay

flattened by last week’s wind

crumpled slightly on the lot

of McDonald’s in Barrington

turned upside down

at closer range

I see Their configuration

as the cartoon drawing

of dangling tits

–

10:42am

My Black Journal lays

on My Lap against My Bare Legs

I’m still in My Black Nightgown

with Black Underwear

My Titties are contained

in a Black Sports Bra

I have drunk My Coffee

& Hunter is Up

eating His Sticky Buns