EYE ALMOST SMASHED M(EYE) LIFE GLASS
by Joanna Gilman Hyde
The Hawk Queen Bed 8:38am
I didn’t want to get up
this morning
after standing prostrate
in the window cross
of the TV Room
for two hours
after My X Husband
hung up on Me
when I asked Him
about My Paintings
He had dumped
and while I stood there
with My Arms out-stretched
I saw A Speck
on the ceiling
and I revered It
as The Speck
of My Abortion
He forced Me to have
talk about depressing…
LOL!
I am not really laughing — I had to write out my upset.