“The World Is My Oyster”
and Eye am The Grit —
the contaminant, the irritant
and layer by layer
Eye will come out
Gleaming
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and Eye am The Grit —
the contaminant, the irritant
and layer by layer
Eye will come out
Gleaming
When Eye was a child
I decided The Bathroom
was My Favorite Room —
that if the house blew apart
in a hurricane
It was The Bathroom
Eye would live in —
& I would sleep in the tub
My Captive of nineteen years ago
stood bedraggled
in the night time doorway
of His dank examining room
with Arms of Dishonour
extended
Eye wear regal fakery
on My Left Ring Finger —
solid gold
on My Right.
The World will be told
why
some time soon
if the parties involved
feel like it
Today’s Summer
is The One Eye Choose
of Silver Robes
& Black Bathing Suits
tripping through the heated fog
of Our Hawk Beach
to South Side
where fighting lovers
meet with chaperons
to win back
the sultry longing
exuded by Their Latest
Expose
What is the allure
of The Lime Green
Prom Dress?
Answer:
Add a carrot
& You’ve got
Flaming June
Eye have a Doctor
in My Bed
and nice to Me
He is not —
He sleeps & sleeps
upon His Head
which I could grab —
is He Hot?
Oh Yes He Was Great —
The Great Man
that He Thinks He Is —
He Satisfied My Every Desire
and repeated himself
endlessly
Eye have My Princess Dress
in Lime Green Satin
sequined of course
with exposed crinoline lining
in multiple layers —
It was for Some Girl’s Prom
but Eye will make of It what I will:
Sex On A Hilltop
in The High Meadow Grass
filmed
He’s only one beach walk
away —
Eye could trip over
The Asteroid Belt
Eye could manifest
My Self
like Venus
at The Edge of Sea Foam
dressed in My Black
LL Bean
one-piece
Eye could
Joanna Gilman Hyde 