Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

9:40 PM

EYE have grown

into My Self

as i eat M(Eye) Chicken Wings —

a whole tray of Them —

EYE see and feel

that Eye, I , i am My Truest

and Boy, does It feel good


1 AM

EYE still have pieces

of Me


–2– The Greatest Love I Have

Ever Known

and Eye will not be delivered

from M(Eye) Bird-den

until the object/subject

of M(Eye) Love

Comes Home

2 AM


Eye think since You

said You read M(Eye) Poems

Eye Think

We will start

writing –2–

each other

2:20 AM

My Dearest Peak

Dr Wilson put You

in an incubator

the night You were born

probably because a nurse

gave Me a shot of something

I did not ask for

and so I could not push


and You were delayed

2:30 AM

–2– of M(Eye) Life Times

have gone by already:

@ 26 year intervals

w/ a 5 year hiatus

in between

when My Son was a little boy

and My First Marriage

was almost


4:30 AM

Tonight’s Dream presented

The Delightful Nun

of a child

with thick white hair

smiling hefty face

as She looked up at Me

to greet Me

with a small molasses cookie

She wanted to give Me

and I took it

and ate it

6 AM

EYE used to Think

Dr Blair was a good lay


he — H-U-N-T-E-R

is dis-gusting


and I cringe now

when I unwittingly picture

him on top of me

or w/ His Right Hand

up M(Eye) Crotch


Too Bad He Didn’t Listen 2 Me

Jimbo thought He could

wipe out insanity* or

at least die trying

there is no such “thing” as “insanity”

6:22 am

EYE am in M(Eye) Element


in This Land of Comfort & Grace

with My Father’s Magic Bag warm

on My Stomach

and The One made by Becky Symonds

at My Feet.

My Pot of Decaf is waiting


and Eye do not care

that I have no one

2 bring Me Coffee.



Night Vision

EYE said Your Name

in M(Eye) Mind

and so a purple heart appeared

Shiny like Mylar

outlined, not solid

and so a new association

between You

and delicacy