Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

Month: September, 2014

MUNCHING ON EXISTENCE*

The Tomato-coloured Couch 5:53pm

I am salivating

to Save The World

to spoon It out

from under Itself

feed Me Our New Existence

which is ancient

Yes — I could eat It —

consume Its micro-biotic

Humanoids

Who keep questioning God

when They don’t have to

& spit Them out

afresh

*Robert A. Raines & Robert Gliner

IT’S HERE

The Tomato-coloured Couch 5:00pm

I speak with a forked tongue

out of both sides

of My Mouth

polished teeth gleaming

I am The Devil

to Whom I give no credence

I am set to announce

The Second Coming

not of Christ

but of Global

Darkness

set before The Light

THE NEW APARTMENT

The Hawk Window Seat 1:30pm

I know A Beautiful Girl

Who lives on fruit

& nutritional shakes

& runs Cross Country

for Her University

She has A Room Mate

sharing the same

abode

drinking the same

supplements

& running for Her Life

WORLD PRAYER

The Hawk Basement 11:22am

“World, You Can Save Your Self —

You Are Programmed To Survive —

Your Mountains Will Stand —

Your Oceans Will Thrive —

Your People Will Laugh

— Die Laughing —

World, You Are My Home”

INCEPTION

The Hawk Outpost 9:06am

The Glistening Light

Listens To Me

As If I Could Say A Prayer

For The Whole World

THE WORLD NOW

The Tomato-coloured Couch 6:11pm

The Bugs Know

I was that Young Woman

out on The Most Visible Rooftop

in The World

The Bugs Know

I had Something to say

They, The Bugs

know why I wore White

to match The Giant Canvas

The Shroud

The Bugs Know

why I dressed

in colours to match

My Painting

My Message

of Our Continuing Existence

seen from above

The Bugs Know

why It all went Black

when I signed My Name

in 3-foot-high letters

and pressed-leather heels

to attend a party

in My Honour

with My Hair hanging loose

and My Mother’s Crystals

around My Neck

The Bugs Know

why nearly Everyone there

felt uncomfortable

The Bugs Know

why I am here

to make The World uncomfortable

to make It itch

with The Paradigm Shift

We’re in —

The Shift from White

to Black

from Innocence

to Old Age

The Bugs Know

I Am Still Alive

to make The World See Itself

Commune

OUTFIT

The Hawk Deck 2:22pm

White Sweat Shirt For The Little White Gym Suit

Black Leggings For The Sea-through Skirt

Cherry Red Slippers For The Little Red Sneakers

“ALARM”

I Am The Reconciliation

Of Opposites

The Love And The Glory

Above

Hate

BLACK NUMBER

The Hawk Window Seat 11:33am

I’ve Stepped My Left Leg

Into My Black Underpants

Topped Off

By My Black Lace Bra

I Am Dressed

For Mourning

The Cry Of Help

Which I Have Heard

And To Which I Will

Devote The Rest Of My Life

WATCH THIS

The Hawk Basement  11:22am

I’m Gonna Blow

The Roof Off

Death & Destruction:

Self Organizing Galaxy

SHOW-STOPPER

9:11pm in New York

9/11 tried to top My Painting

NOTHING

CAN

TOP

Self Organizing Galaxy