The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 8:02am
My Ocean is caught
in The Blinding Silver
or is that The Silver
to awaken
The World?
The Hawk En Suit Bath 11:04am
I dried My Head
in a sea of Purple
& looked to see
My Flanks flecked
with galactic lint
or was it the inception
of insects
that I wore?
The Tomato-coloured Couch 7:58pm
I Saw A Star Of Blue
surrounded by My Silver
It struck My View
as My Husband said
“Scary Shit — ” in front
of His Computer
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 6:22pm
My Husband names Me
“Artist In Residence”
and here I am
with My Cherry Slippers
and pen in hand
fabricating heads
and learning how to knit
drinking de-caf with cream
and thanking God
(and My Mother)
on My Knees
The Hawk Kitchen 7:20pm
Who wants a stodgy
old bronze bust
when You could have
My Husband’s Beautiful Head
in A Splash Of Silver
from Out Of This World?
The Tomato-coloured Couch 4:00pm
I Am Made Of Silver
My Heart Is Gold
My Legs Are Strong
To Carry Me
Where I Stand
Where I Speak
In Dripping Diamonds
Where I Spit
My Words Of Truth
Un-tasted
Listening to Future Islands 8:25pm
One night
an eternity ago
when I was young with My Brother
alive, yet within the walls
of Our Psychiatric Unit
He gave Me a white carnation
& a red rose & said
I was The Rose — I asked Him
to join Me in the morning
in My Pink Bedspread-ed Room
to make the announcement
to Our tall psychiatrist:
as I took Howard’s hand
I pronounced to Dr Chandler
“We are The Second Coming of Christ”
and he, that very tall man
with the booming voice
walked out
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 5:38pm
I am going to be taught to knit
A Shield Of Honour
carried out by A Big Black X
across the length X width
with a reflective grey diamond
in the center
& A Red Eye
glaring out
like A Serpent’s
Pupil
Joanna Gilman Hyde 