Joanna Gilman Hyde

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