The Tomato-coloured Couch 5:30pm
I sit in My Purple Robe
upon The Tomato-coloured Couch
I write for a living
I write to sustain My Self
Nothing Do I Hyde
I can be read
head to toe
& portend the future
I depict
line for line
in the journal stacks
stored in a giant Birk’s bag
in My Closet
The Hawk Queen Bed 3:10pm
My Love is unknowable
even to Me
It resides, untouched
in the fathoms
of My Mind
to be probed, one day
by Its Object
of
Humanity
December 9, 2014 The Hawk Window Seat 8:30pm
All I ever really wanted
was An Affair
with Dr Blair —
but He wanted Me
to be cured
to cook Him His Meals
to go out on dark & stormy nights
for Gravol
to help let the cats out
& back in
so I grew
into A Doctor’s Wife
for Him
Joanna Gilman Hyde 