The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 5:25am
Eye see The Hawk
Skyline:
Silhouetted tree tops
Individuals
Against the dawning North —
Heights
of The Srub Spruce
I had never considered
My Bedroom 6:05am
My external bundle of white
Thick cotton Terry cloth robe
From Hammacher Schlemmer
IS my mountain of pain relief —
The Opiate
The Antidote
before people
die
The Hawk Kitchen 5:30pm
Today I cried out
In my repetitive voice
For the immortal flesh
Of Silver
Which descends from my mind
And not anybody else’s
Because it came to me
When I was unafraid —
I have it in spirit
In vision
But I am in need
Desperate need
Of its weight
In hand
The Hawk Kitchen 5:15pm
There’s a new notion of God
Afoot
It has to do with you
Whether you believe or not
The concept is rising
Through the crowds at night
It has to do with sex —
Did I say it right?
The Hawk Kitchen 4:40pm
Today I sat in The Brilliant Sun
With open door
Just for fun
I sat before a wall of brick
And no one came
To buy my trick
I soon got bored
And drove away
But not before
I vowed to sell
My soul off
To posterity
The Hawk Kitchen 4:11pm
No wonder Van Gogh
Cut off his ear!
I feel like cutting off
My left breast
And serving it up
To grace my supper
Of left-over
— You got it! —
Chicken breast
Sauteed in my husband’s
Favourite sauce
The Hawk Kitchen 3:00 pm
I have a meadow
Of my own design
Housing three deer
Of maturity
Their heads are bowed
Grazing the overgrown grass
Fog whisps around
Their golden brown
And the smattering of white
From the gazing daisies —
Oh! One is squatting to pee —
My Bedroom 8:00am
Eye wear two diamonds
Now — from two separate rings:
One is set in Silver Swirl
And One is set in Golden Eyes
In between Eye wear the Platinum
My Grandfather engraved to Jo
I believe He loved Her
He called Her “Hon”
And allowed Her Gardens
— Yes Gardens —
To Grow
My Bedroom 7:23am
He IS His Job
He IS His Skill
Is He a man?
He is a mouse
That Thrills
My Bedroom 6:05am
It comes down to this —
A measure of faith —
Faith in My Self
To ride over this state
To feel my advantage
When I look at my face
Not to bother with hate
Not to bother with hate
