ARTIST ON THE ROOF
by Joanna Gilman Hyde
The Tomato-coloured Couch 6:45pm
I’ve come out
of Hyde-ing
in My Rose-Coloured Top
arms above My Head
holding up My Model Canvas
behind Me
like a stretched-out butterfly
“Artist On The Roof”
in lit-up red
with My Name
on The Plaza
of the Galactic
Pool
Next?
An artist on a roof is obligated to scream for the world to hear 😉 Loud piece.
I may have lost my voice momentarily.
Use cards. It worked for Glenn Beck. 😉
Then what am I hearing, I wonder…? 😉
Thanks Ben — I appreciated this, but was Glenn Beck a News Guy?
Natalie, what do we hear when we read? Our voice or the voice of the writer?