Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

Month: May, 2016

RELEASED AGAINST MEDICAL ADVICE

Eliza’s Room 9:32pm

I slept in a nunnery the night before

I took My Brother Howard out

of Mt. Sinai Hospital

where He thought The World had ended

and a nurse told Me

He was not ready to leave —

I got Him on a bus

to the Toronto airport

where He thought the man behind us

was Our Second Cousin Billy —

Howard paced around while We waited

to board the plane —

He demanded to speak to The Captain —

He thought the plane would crash —

He had crashed

My dear terrified Brother

and My Mother and I

tried to take care of Him

with an Orthomolecular Diet

I tried to persuade Him

that His Hallucination

in Saudi Arabia

of His Step-brother shooting Him

in the stomach

with a “laser gun”

was nothing more than a dream —

He was fated to die

twenty-five years later

at the hands of jail guards

from The Burnside Correctional Centre

in Nova Scotia

having been “tasered” five times

by Halifax Regional Police

within the last thirty-six hours

of His Life

IN THE EXERCISE ROOM

Eliza’s Bathroom 12:34pm

EYE walk a Trail of Stars

mostly black —

from The Utility Room

to M(EYE) Concept 2 —

EYE straddle It

now that It is clean

and the floor

of M(EYE) Domain

is sacred

IN THE UTILITY ROOM

The Hawk Basement 9:46am

M(EYE) Basement Floor

is galactic

I stand above

its stainage

of red & green

with excess sparkles

as The Stars —

trillions of Stars —

EYE couldn’t sweep

Them all up

ENTRAPMENT

Friday The 13th, The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 7:47am

What does The Silver Sun

tell Me Today?

What does The Moth

I set free say?

Along with being a pro-active opponant

of The World’s Largest

Global Financial Scam

in Human History

I am enmeshed, idealistically

in The Biggest Love Story

in Human History

HOW FAR WILL I GO?

The Hawk Deck 7:52am

The Silver from The Sea

makes Me wonder

did I really reach

My Bodily Limits

when I flooded the floor

in front of The TV —

have I gone too far

or is My Body Limitless

in its Quest

for DVD?

 

STAKE A CLAIM

The Hawk Queen Bed 8:37am

Last night I made a giant painting

of clear water-logged vomit*

spewing out of Me

and out of Me

traced with blood in its final throes

as I sat on a sheep fleece

in front of the TV

*Hunter had to clean it up with a whole roll of paper towel

“NONE PLANNED”

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 10:11am

Standing firm in My Mrs Blair

grey sweat suit

from LL Bean

I order My Silver

watching The Shimmering Sea

and wearing no rings —

My Hands are naked

for the induction

of M(EYE) PROPHECY

THE BOX

May 9th, Eliza’s Room 9:16pm

My Jewellery Box

is My Star Chamber

all The Jewels are light

I wear Them to deck some parts of Me

abandoned from the sight

of symbolism and metaphor

surrounding My Gifts to Him

The One I dress My Self up for

with rings on every limb

THROW-AWAY GALAXIES

The Tomato-coloured Couch 11:47am

How many galaxies

have I picked up

blown into corners

of My Universe —

how many have I created

wiping up cat hairs

off The Kitchen Ottoman

or The Thick Grey Bath Mat

turned inside My Toilet Bowl

and scrubbed hairless

with a wet cloth?

THE POWER OF THE SUN

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 7:50am

The Sunlight beams Its Silver

in on Me at My Window

of The Hawk Kitchen Outpost

where I wait for coffee water

to boil

and decide that today

is My First Suitable Day

for hanging out The Wash