Eye have The New Christ
pinned to M(eye) wall
She lays with Her Backside
bare to us all —
She fucks our Netflicks
to the content of Her Heart —
She dangles Her Crotch
& lets out a fart
Eye am in
The Silver Anniversary
of M(eye) Mother’s Death:
The Shower of Silver Lights
is 25 Years Old
and now Eye am free
of Its Stigma
and am living
under The Sun
& Moon
EYE have hung M(eye) X
upon the wall
below M(eye) Painting
bought
of someone’s old house
done in pink —
a Nova Scotia house
out in the bleak
Eye have hung My Portrait
upon the wall
above His Books
Eye would forestall
We’re in a contest
to & fro
& Eye don’t care
where He goes
He thought Eye would write
pretty poems
& paint Him pictures of blue
& white
He was wrong
for Eye have come
to see Him as
My Only Plight
if Eye could dip His Head
in Black
I would fight
for My Self
back
but He has The Bucks
Eye need to live
& so Eye am helpless
to forgive
It was in a dream
Eye gave M(eye) Arms
to badly needed rest —
Eye used The Body
of M(eye) X
to make a cross
upon M(eye) Bed
Where is My Poison Ring?
The Silver Casing w/ Black
Onyx
My Mother gave Me
When Eye turned 13?
She is beautifully dark haired —
with Her Orange Blossom
poised above Her Left Ear —
She spoke, She speaks
melodiously into My Right Ear
I hear Her all day
all night:
She is My Woman/Child
Joanna Gilman Hyde 