Joanna Gilman Hyde

My Corner Room 9:42am 

There lies a massive ship

Embanked by the horizon

Between the grey of the sky

And the grey of the ocean

Held by the silver line —

The strip of its own proportion —

Eye couldn’t see it

Otherwise

Somewhere in my house 6:24am

Eye have been shot

Through the hips

Thigh

More than I care to remember

And now I must cry

Out for The Man

Who will bring M(eye) Face

Front & Center