SEEING FROM ABOVE

by joannagilmanhyde

The Hawk Living Room 8:30pm

The Time has Come

to write of My Floor

My Platform of The Universe

laid out like a sea

The Foundation of My Living Room –

I come downstairs

seeing It from above

to pick up stray galaxies

of cat hair bundles

— maybe only one or two —

along the vast expanse

of My Extreme Meanderings