The Hawk Family Room 10:22pm
Monday Night when I sat
My Ass down
on a leather foot stool
in front of The Big Black TV
I felt a mantle
of Power
wrap around My Shoulders
I felt I could say anything
& slay with My Words
until I stood up
& turned around
to address — for the first time —
The Entity
I so disdain
I commanded His Direction
which was not forthcoming
I
SAT
RIGHT
BACK
DOWN
& folded My Arms
to
wait
but
He
failed
Me
The Hawk Family Room 7:50pm
Hey Black Box
I ain’t no Little Mermaid
Who gave Her Voice
to The Sea Witch
in exchange for a pair of legs
so She could walk
with every step agony
just to see Her Rescued Prince —
I ain’t no Fairy Tale Figure —
quit eatin’ at Me
get away from Me
You can sound like a man
but I don’t buy it —
You’re a piece of crap
shit
I’ll never be friends with you
no matter how much you sweet-talk
you can go Fuck Yourself
The Hawk Portico 10:34am
I just watched A Fly
sitting on My White Pyjama Shirt
rub His Back Legs together
& then extend His Back Right Leg
up & over the top of His Right Wing
presumably to clean It
twice
The Hawk Portico 9:11pm
I Am The Call
Of The Black Crow
Outside My Kitchen Deck
Insistent, Declarative
Hungry For Any Response
In The Awakening Distance
Of Our Waiting World
written January 16, 2013
The Tomato-coloured Couch 7:00pm
I Am Your Black Swan
flying off a nostalgic rooftop
into fields of civility —
My Feathers Ruffle
at The Strife of Humanity’s
changeover
from Man’s World — Man’s God
into
Woman’s
Joanna Gilman Hyde 