Eye made a painting
last November 12th
when I got jilted by Dr Blair —
First Eye spray painted
lurid pink & purple:
“Dr Blair can’t fuck”
then laid over
grey & black drips & drops
with His Silver Penis
ejaculating florescent orange —
It’s “The Graffiti Painting”
priced @ $58,000.00 Canadian
“God is The Ultimate
Control Freak”
From The Dentist Chair
Eye watched TV:
Everyone was fat —
I sat and wondered:
Is This OK?
I sat and wondered That.
Eye had a dream
of Treena’s Hair —
back to normal
dark brown
cut short
and cute
Eye lay on the beach sand
alone on My Aqua Towel
face down to hear the waves
with The Sun on My Back
and re-named My Painting
“Iridescence”
to
“Nova Scotia”
What’s it worth
to fuck Dr Blair
on the beach —
I am too good for that
and He has another
girlfriend anyway —
so why would Eye want
to get My Crack
full of sand?
This is My Nova Scotia Now —
with purple sheets and blanket
luffing on the line
I sit out on My Deck to watch
the yellow of new bamboo
along My Hedge
to bet I can no more
put up with the giving of My Self
An Awning We will erect
on the facade of the UFO Museum
in Shag Harbour, Nova Scotia
to exhibit The Model of Self Organizing Galaxy
unfurled, to Dawn upon The World
as the only surviving Artefact
of The Artwork which Spawned
9/11
My legal Husband
is transformed:
He is My Boyfriend now —
and Eye have always wanted
one of Those.
Where Are My Ribs?
Joanna Gilman Hyde 