Joanna Gilman Hyde

The Hawk Queen Bed 12:40pm

I am The Black Crow Lady

right fist clutching at My Heart

No More Supper For My Family

No Care As To Where The Food Comes From

Or Who Makes It

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No More Ears For The Radio

only rain & sleet can calm Me now

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No More quiet “Good Night”

I am about to yell out

a song so wild

You will wish Your Tinnitus

could consume You