The Hawk Kitchen 8:19am
I once created
a giant banana popsicle
covered in chocolate wax
It got driven on top
of a car
through Lower Manhattan
one fabulous night
It visited a gay bar
down by The Hudson
to arrive at The World Trade Center
@ Dawn
The Hawk Queen Bed 8:53pm
My Husband threw a splash
of diamonds upon
My Upright Hand
& yesterday My Birthright
Honour found Its way
across My Clasp
The Hawk Corner Room 5:35pm
If I could I would
gather The Whole World
like A Lover
& hold It inside
of Me
Speck that It is
I would lay It on My Tongue
& moisten It
with My Lips
I would roll It
over My Gums
& send It toward My Throat
I would consume It
& have It course
through My Veins
like isolated blood
& never through
the finality of
digestion
NOTE: I just saw
a little red star glint
at Me as I filled
My Life Glass
The Tomato-coloured Couch 8:28pm
I swept up a dust pan of spacial matter
from around the kitty litter box
— it contained the mass
of unnameable stars
and never-ending debris from their creation —
into the depths
of a black hole
containing the mass
of twenty-two billion suns
The Halo Book
My Voice rang out
beyond the Drive-thru microphone
“One Large Decaf, Double Cream —
That’s It –“
&
My Signature lies crumpled
on a Wilson’s exchange slip*
dropped in a concrete encasement
for an air conditioning vent
*retrieved April 7, 2015 complete with bug
The Tomato-coloured Couch 7:07pm
Against a background
of Darkness
We see The Particles of Space
coalesce
spiralling together
uniting two illuminated Human Beings
against a World
of Chaos
The Hawk Corner Room 5:14pm
Today The Ocean
went from Blue
to Grey
& I sat above It
to contemplate
My Self —
& do You know what
I discovered?
That with My Husband
reading War & Peace
beside Me
I can say anything
in The World
& be heard
The Hawk Corner Room, Halo Book
Seated In The Lotus
Position
I Feel A Man’s Tongue
Inside My Mouth
My Teeth Outline
His Length
His Motion
His Girth
Joanna Gilman Hyde 