Sobey’s Parking Lot, Barrington Passage 11:15am
WHY IS DEBT CEILING
SNAPPY TERMINOLOGY
FOR THEIR FISCAL CLIFF?
co-written by W Hunter Blair
The Tomato-coloured Couch 5:33pm
I sit in That Golden Light
until It, or I,
goes behind A Bank Of Cloud
The Tomato-coloured Couch 2:22pm
Once I wore black
for My Favourite Psychiatrist
Jesus Black — black velour sling pants
black push-up bra
briefly hidden by a golden tee
which said “Trust In The Lloyd”
My FP asked if I had made the slogan
I told Him, “No, it came from a movie”
and tore off The Tee
as I sat on an unforgiving mattress
on the floor
of The TQ Room — not a room — an unforgiving space
euphemistically named The Therapeutic Quiet Room
— My hair was longer then
blonder
I might have looked wild —
My Tall Psychiatrist
stood above Me
and looked at the ceiling
and said what I presume
was a prayer
I don’t even know
why He was in there
and I certainly do not know why I was
Note: related passage in The Script
The Hawk Deck 11:22am
That same spot of Ocean
where I saw The Sun come up
this morning
is vacant now
beyond the scrub spruce —
I cling to It
as one might a heavenly body
in twilight
& perhaps even
say a wish
Joanna Gilman Hyde 