SEEING FROM ABOVE
by Joanna Gilman Hyde
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