The Tomato-coloured Couch 7:25pm
I have re-visited
My Dark Doorway
to remember Those same wavy
strings of Cat Hair
— and dust —
now that The Snow Particles
are gone
What’s left
but Dark Matter
composing
the majority of material
making up The Scape
of Last Night’s Stars?
The Tomato-coloured Couch 2:50pm
I’m still That Teenager
reliable
brawny
baby-sitter
paper-girl
proper student
bound to be a helicopter pilot
artist-on-the-side
My Weakness was My Eyesight
but I kept My Sights set on Nova Scotia
where I have ended up
making grilled cheese sandwiches
served with a pickle
for My Second Husband
when He’s home
from The Office
I snagged
along with
The Man
Joanna Gilman Hyde 