DEATH OF MY DELUSION OR NO MORE FOOLING AROUND

by joannagilmanhyde

The Hawk Queen Bed 9:35am

’twas The Life

of My Daughter

including Her Gestation

22 Years

held within the spell

of religious fervour

(or should that be fever?)

over the spectacle of a man

Yes, I’ll say it —

a scrawny man

a leprechaun

 Who, I thought, spawned

the only magic

in My Life

and His

and now I don’t know

where He’s gone