The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 1:25pm
With My Right Fist
I will pummel The Truth
of Our Existence
into The Minds
& Hearts
of Men, Women, Children
until They all decide
together
to see
the diabolical workings
of Our History
pounded into Our Present —
laid out to jump
into Our Future
of The Sublime
The Hawk Queen Bed 11:00am
I spoke with sordid gusto
I slobbered
though clearly I chided
My Docile Husband —
“What do We CELEBRATE
on this Planet?!
What do We CELEBRATE?
We CELEBRATE
S — E — X
That’s why We’re here!!”
“CARROTS ARE PENISES
& PUMPKINS ARE CUNTS”
Note:
I go padding down the hall
every morning
in My Cranberry Slippers
to serve My Husband
His Oatmeal & Raisins
Joanna Gilman Hyde 