The Silver Anniversary

by Joanna Gilman Hyde

Eye woke This Morning

from The Dream

of cleaning up cat shit

with M(eye) bare hands —

the cat shit was in the shape

of a computer key board —

laid on the seat of M(eye) Grandparents’

Victorian Rosewood Chair.

The Key Board was intricate —

It was Intricate Shit —

and I had It on My Hands