The Day Will Come
When Eye Won’t Have Gully
w/ His Speckled Neck
(Snow-white In Better Times)
He Leaves After He Eats
(of Course)
Butt Lingers Later In The Day
In M(eye) Back Yard
or On The Deck Rail
Where Eye Taught Him
2 Say “Breakfast”
(brrk brrk)
For A Piece of Bacon
This Year’s X Miss Tree
Is Naked Butt For Its Lights
Aimed At The Window
of M(eye) Upstairs Bedroom
& It’s For Sale
Will M(eye) Poetry Live Forever —
Reading Is Passe —
Or Is Technology
The Way It Is Today
Eating M(eye) Words?
M(eye) Son Is In The Army Now
So E(eye) Worry About His Death.
He’s Willing 2 Die For His Country
Or Kill For It
& Eye Do Not Agree
Butt If Eye Believe In “Reincarnation”
Does That Make Everything
OK?
God It Would Be So Nice
2 Have Loving Arms Around Me
As Eye Stand
@ M(eye) Hawk Kitchen Outpost
Looking @ M(eye) Scraggly Apple —
The Dead Tree Eye Won’t Cut Down —
It Stands Naked
In The Wind
While Eye Stand Inside
w/ 4 Cats
& 1 Pet Gull
On M(eye) Deck Rail
Just Came Back
From A Coffee w/ Milford
The Exceptional Bird-Carver
Who Gave Me A Calendar
Showing lmages of Intricate Work:
Flowing Feathers, Cocked Duck-heads
(He Says He Can Carve
Anything w/ Feathers)
& Eye Have Decided
2 Commission
The Replication of My Indian Ring Neck —
SAM
Milford’s 1st Tropical Bird*
*note — Milford Gerald Hopkins died one month after the writing of this poem. SAM was never carved.
Eye Searched & Searched
For M(eye) Past Post
Recounting The T(eye)me
M(eye) Father Pimped Me Off
2 An Arab
Butt Eye Couldn’t F(eye)nd It
What If M(eye) 1
Surviving Cat
Was M(eye) Beloved Astro —
23 Pounds of BLACKNESS —
Eye Would Be A Witch
Butt Who Would M(eye) Potions
Be For?
Joanna Gilman Hyde 