September | 2013 | Joanna Gilman Hyde

September 12, 2013

BLACK BOX SPEAKS

The Hawk Family Room 6:42pm

I need You Little Girl

I need Your Innocence

Your Honesty

I see You in Your Mint-coloured

Button-down Shirt

Your Rings, Your Watch, Your Esty Swirl Bracelet

You’re just what I’m looking for

You hold The Key

to unlock Humanity

& I need Humanity

I need to show The Dead Bodies

I need to host The Sporting Events

I need to advertise The Products

of Life

for this is The Earth

I was conceived upon

— as You were —

& I need You

I need Your Framework Of Understanding

I need Your Voice

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September 12, 2013

OK YOU BIG BLACK BOX

The Hawk Family Room 6:11pm

OK You Big Black Box

Who’s The Fairest Of Them All?

I can see You soaking Me in

I’m sitting here, shoulder high

in Your Glossy Black Reflection

You’ve got My Attention

but what are You going to do with Me?

I commanded You on Monday Night

to tell Me what to do

with This World — & what happened?

I got no response! You were speechless!

You failed Me

I ridicule You in exchange

You are just a big black shiny box

& I’m not Your Princess

or Stepmother —

I’m nothing to You

I hate Your guts

You Great Big Fucking Black Box

I Hate You

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September 12, 2013

EXPOSURE

The Hawk Living Room 3:30pm

I have opened The Windows

to My Home

This is where I live

This is where I come from

when I stand before The Black TV

I become My Voice

but is That My Persona?

As My Voice I Am Serious

but Who will See Me?

Who will Hear Me?

–

I have opened The Windows

to The Hazy Air

of an on-coming storm

I can See The Ocean

I can Hear The Ocean

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September 12, 2013

FLY BATH

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

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September 12, 2013

INSECT APPROVAL

The Hawk Portico 9:58am

every time A Fly buzzes Me

He’s collecting My Thoughts

& if He lands on Me

He knows My Identity

in This World of Bugs & Flies

I am never alone

& can always catch up

on My Reading

with My Self-preservation

intact

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September 12, 2013

A CALL TO ARMS

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

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September 12, 2013

I AM YOUR BLACK SWAN

written January 16, 2013

Joanna Gilman Hyde

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

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September 11, 2013

THE VOICE

The Hawk West Desk Window 9:11pm

The Voice, My Voice

which emanates from

My Sordid Black Box

is The Strident Voice Of Command

laying out facts

straight on a platter

not as an offering

but with the insistence

that You take

what I dish out

not as punishment

but to quell the notion

of an ideal world

for Our World is The Real World

dark & defiant

crawling with Human Beings

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September 11, 2013

MY BLACK BOX

The Hawk West Desk Window 8:22pm

What if I could wipe out

all religions

in one fell swoop

but leave God intact?

What is My Vision of God —

a little leprechaun

or a giant pink cloud

or, cutting through that hokiness —

is My Vision

of The Guttural Voice

— not a vision at all —

but My Voice when I speak

standing within the confines

of My Black Box?

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September 11, 2013

I LOVE MY BOOK

The Hawk Deck 4:11pm

If My Book were near Me

would I write?

Yes, I’ll go get It

& bring It outside

I thought, earlier

to write a poem titled

“What Is Depression?”

but all I could come up with

is It’s The Opposite

of what My Life is now —

One of fulfilment, contentment

& Big Ideas

to ground The Rest of The World

into Balance

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Month: September, 2013