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Month: November, 2013

BLACK LOVE

The Tomato-coloured Couch 6:54pm

I have A Black Love

searing My Heart

wrecking The Hearts

of Husbands —

My Black Love

is criticized by Women Friends

Who don’t get It:

My Devious Bond

seething within My Mind —

My Mind read like a tract

by My Horrible Little Lover

LARGER THAN LIFE

The Hawk Living Room 2:25pm

I hit the walls

square on

big bright screens

held Me, emblazoned

into the next century

and the next

on into the glorious replay

of The Shower Of Silver Lights

immortalized

MISS FIT

The Hawk Kitchen 11:46pm

Married Correctly

Twice, But In Love With A Man

Of My Carnal Mind

BLACK FRIDAY

November 28th The Hawk West Desk Window 2:34pm

Black Jesus, He  a’Comin’

He gonna melt all dat snow

off dis Big Fat Snow Job

He gonna come outta hidin’

throw You a fast ball

He workin’ dis X Miss

He gotta girl fren

She be Him sometime

Dey works si’ by si’

Dey in love

PLAY PEN

The Tomato-coloured Couch 5:25pm

I saw another White Truck

pass along the bottom line

of window moulding

looking like a child’s toy

pushed along a horizontal track

crib-side like an abacus

STAR POWER

The Hawk West Desk Window 9:34pm

Everyone was once A Molten Star

far away from Everything, but part

of A Churning Galaxy with Its Own Identity

A Uniqueness cast into Our Humanness

and when We Die, We Return

to The Eternal Cycle

and burn

WINTER LIGHT

The Hawk West Desk Window 3:13pm

Today I saw A Silver Gull

bending & arcing

before the glancing clouds

outside My Kitchen Window

To It I attached no significance

other than It was A Thing

Of Beauty

 

SUN CONFIGURATION

The Tomato-coloured Couch 7:27pm

I have seen

The Golden Medallion

of The Sun

on The Underside

of an ice cream lid

as The Lid Of My Left Eye

twitched with Telepathic Love

& My Left Underside Of My Rib

pulsated, slowly, in Alert

CALL OF THE DRUM

The Hawk West Desk Window 10:22am

What was I pounding for

steadily on that giant door

of The Therapeutic Quiet Room

locked in & beating My Heart Out

on a steel drum?

It was for The Primitive Woman

I was That Strongest Black Woman

wailing with My Fist

until My Watch Strap popped

& They came to The Smash Resistant Window

& thought I had stopped

STARLINGS

The Hawk West Desk Window 3:30pm

The Flock of Starlings careening

around Our House like schools of fish

during Eliza’s Arrival

settled on The Wires as She left

adding dimension to A Line

and a song to The Wind