The Hawk Basement 10:00am
EYE don’t want anything
to out shine M(EYE) Black Star —
when I pour out the swampy green
I want it to haze into
the background
I want My Star in The Center
with ample usage
of radiating
silver
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 8:04am
A thin streak of yellow
lines the horizon
My Husband is sick
& doesn’t want coffee
I’ve poured My Self a cup of tea
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 4:15pm
will be emblazoned
with underlining of Red
A Black Exclamation Mark
with The Point
a star
of glitter
against a dripping Swamp Green
from paint
in M(EYE) Basement
Eliza’s Room 9:30pm
I re-lit the night light
in My Daughter’s Bathroom
merely by taking it out of its plug
which apparently wasn’t working —
when I put the plastic fixture back in
EYE had Light
The Tomato-coloured Couch 12:22pm
After My Shower
I reached for A Star
floating mid-way
between My Cathedral Ceiling
& The Damnable Floor
I jumped with My Left Arm up
scared a cat
& missed
& had to resort
to the dust
mop
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 10:38am
I row to Trance Electronic
Trance Tremors Radio Stream
downstairs in My Exercise Room
& each time I finish one session:
5,000 metres
3,000 metres
2,000 metres
I pull My Self
along The Staircase
back up into
90’s On 9
Sirius XM
The Hawk West Desk Window 7:30pm
The murky sun of twilight
sets on My Sleep Deprivation —
I did row this morning,
My 10,000 Metres
but that was due to hype
more so than a proper night’s rest
& I hope as I have taken My Pills
two hours early
that I will resume
the normalcy
of sleep
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 7:50am
With The Halos of Sun
through My Lash Extensions
I see My Morning Row Complete
I see My Day full
of task tsk tsk
I will be forever
Young
The Hawk Kitchen: 9:59am
If Trump doesn’t make it
that won’t stop Me
EYE have a limitless Mind
& I will row
to M(EYE) Destiny
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 10:44am
This morning before work
My Husband Dr W. Hunter Blair
read an article in The Guardian
w/pic re: New York College Moves To Strip Gender Markings From All Bathrooms
Cooper Union students ripping
the Male/Female signs off
all the bathrooms
in deference to trans-gender students —
now where will the real
men and women go?
*saw a star for this poem
