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What did Dr Blair
hope to achieve by holding
me down for so long?
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What did Dr Blair
hope to achieve by holding
me down for so long?
This morning’s line
of stupendous spark
was cast behind
the glittering arc
of a lobster man
tending his float
and stringing out
a tail to quote:
“dipping stars”
along his mark
and all around
His Glorious Boat
Eye am forever Lolita
in M(eye) Little Black
Pleated Skirt
in the back of His Black
On Black Mob Car
driving Me to His Cheap Hotel
for a night
of intrigue
& Korean food
Eye would paint the sky
in oils feathering greys
for M(eye) clouds of Gold
put M(eye) HEX
on M(eye) EX
on M(eye) BED
Y Give $EX Away?
Eye just recycled
A Men’s Summer catalogue:
Eye H’aint Got No Man
When I give My Acceptance Speech
Eye won’t have to thank anybody:
I’m divorcing my second husband
my first husband has me blocked
my son is not speaking to me
my daughter doesn’t want to know
anything about my life
and my parents
and my brother
are dead.
For twenty years Eye sustained
my husband’s public image
and image was all it was:
imagine a man
great and small
dressed
as Dr Blair —
shaved and bathed
properly slept
but know underneath
a heart as empty
as his kiss
Sun-meshed horizon
colouring clouds, Eye can hear
M(eye) morning bird song
Yes, Eye am jealous
of that perfect blonde
chest clad in black
with her “Made In Canada”
stamped on Face Book —
Yes, I’m jealous —
he said he fucked her
morning, noon and night
40 years ago
wrecking his first marriage
and now she’s more
than back
Joanna Gilman Hyde 