Tonight Eye Visited
The Guzzel*
once again
this time Filled to the brim
to the far edges of the laid out flats
more Full than Eye had ever seen It
and Eye stood to look
to take It all in
and thought of M(Eye) Husband
On M(Eye) way home
Eye heard The Rocks laugh
with The Tumbling Waves
and Eye wished He could
stand with Me
2 listen
*north end of The Hawk Beach
He slammed The Book
on me
in the twilight of His Room
lit by one tranquillity candle
in blue-scented quiet
His Slam rang out
right next to me
I Am
My Own Bed Partner:
Me, My Self & Eye
Shall I have a Menage a Trois
after marrying twice?
First for Mother & Children
Second for Sex & Money
I Am
Single now with a refrain
“At night, alone, I marry the bed*”
*from The Ballad of The Lonely Masturbator by Anne Sexton 1969
My Daughter Eliza
is getting ready
Eye presume
for her trip to Africa —
Tanzania — did Eye spell that right?
for the wedding of a lifetime
and She picked out her own dress
and shoes
oh — and her brother Peak
is going !2!
In My Tidy House
The Word of God
lies stuck against the back
of My Broom Closet —
It, The Word, is in poster form
tucked away
for only Those Who
dare to clean
or to hang up an extra coat —
for My Closet
holds a rod
and Eye am The Grit —
the contaminant, the irritant
and layer by layer
Eye will come out
Gleaming
Veiled Sky Pulls Back
Revealing My Glowing Day
Dawning Underneath
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
Eye may not
have a mean bone
in My Body
but Boy do Eye
have a Jealous One —
It’s huge and round
and covered with worts
that can fuck
the daylights out
of My Own Innocence
Dr Blair
took Me
nowhere
Joanna Gilman Hyde 