Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

FATALITY INQUIRY

The Tomato-coloured Couch 7:33pm

I was eating My Canned Soup tonight

when I realized

I can’t just pick up the phone

& call My Brother Howard —

He’s Not There — Or Here

He was killed, accidentally

on a jail-house floor

five-and-a-half years ago

prompting The 3-year Hyde Inquiry

resulting in Our Two Copies

of The 460-page Judge’s Decision titled:

Report of The Fatality Inquiry

Into The Death Of Howard Hyde

shelved in Hunter’s New Library

GALACTIC CRAWL

The Hawk West Desk Window 6:15pm

When I Go To Sleep At Night

 I Think Of All Of Humanity

Swarming Over The Globe

Half Of Them/Us

Asleep In Acres Of Bedding

Each Speck A World To Itself

Unique In Its Make-up

Unique In The Life It Lives

Like The Configurations Of Galaxies

In The Petri Dish

Of Our Universe