MINE
by Joanna Gilman Hyde
The Hawk West Desk Window 1:22pm
Mine is The Face
He fell in love with
monitoring My Pregnancy
with My Son in 1987
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Mine is The Stomach
He patted at the end
of each appointment
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Mine is The Voice
He adored in Its Stridency
October 22, 1993
when He allowed Me to tell Him
“There is A God”
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Mine are The Arms He caressed
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Mine is The Brain
He used to send His Telepathic Message
on Divine Love
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Mine is The Body
He refuses now to doctor