The Tomato-coloured Couch 3:24pm
I Grace Time
with a glance at My Watch
Cell Phone
Computer
Dashboard (Car)
Microwave
Slow Cooker
and if I see
10:22
2:22
9:11
I Am Graced
The Hawk Window Seat 2:22pm
When Next I Saw
The Blue Jay
I Saw That It Was He
Sitting High Upon A Wire
Readying For Flight
To A Far Off Place
Where He Would Stay
With Me
Forever
The Tomato-coloured Couch 5:32pm
Let Me Find My Silver Pen
To Write On Your Forehead
As You Lie Back
With Your Eyes Closed —
Let Me Write On You —
Above All
I Love You —
You’re Not Going To Die
You Will Have Your Fill Of Dreams
Happy And Bad, Terrible Even —
But You Must Go Through
The Terror
And Comfort
Of The Night
In Order To Wake —
Go To Sleep My Precious World —
Let Me Rock You To Sleep
Let Me Draw My Label
My Signature
On Your Forehead —
Let Me Find My Red Felt Pen
My Permanent Marker
To Draw Upon You
Above Your Eyes
A Fleshy Heart
Filled In With Red
Out-lined By Black
The Tomato-coloured Couch 4:15pm
The Message I received
from My Divine Hallucination
of the head of The Beautiful Dark Haired Woman
on My Right Shoulder
Who said, “You Know The Meaning Of Life
And So You Are A Star —
so go to sleep”
may have been, now, telling
The Whole World
to go to sleep —
perhaps it is not awakening
We need —
it is Sleeping and Dreaming
celebrating The Night
Our Darkness
to find Our True Selves
The Hawk Queen Bed 9:44pm
I think I know what Psychosis is
— or at least I can try
to explain It, briefly —
as It happens to Me:
It, The Psychotic State Of Mind
AND
BODY*
is the intense focus on One’s
surroundings —
It is One’s Perception
and The Mind’s reaction to that
Perception
as I am caught now
hearing The Peepers
and a slow car coming out
of a gravelled driveway
across the road
*I believe Mind and Body are interchangeable
The Hawk En Suite Bath 1:32pm
I sit in a swath of Sun
where once I sat
in a Moon Beam
& got up to write
It out
I have come
full circle
where Night is now
Day
& I am Seeing
The Breadth Of Light
*Jesus Jones 1991
The Hawk West Desk Window 9:25pm
I have slid through
the doors of powerful men
been followed home
by a complete rainbow
then there was a third thing
but I’ll be damned
if I can remember It
The Hawk Queen Bed 10:22pm
We will travel to distant stars
to walk upon lands of other planets
We will taste food yet un-savoured
& dress in garb yet only dreamed of
We will swim in salted coves
salted by the sweat of billions
We will fly our mini star-packs
through the sea-clouds of air yet formed
We will dance along valleys
& surge forward into night
We will set Our Selves loose
to gallivant with Our New Found Friends
Our New Society Of People
like Us
with Whom We will play
with magical swords
forged from metals more precious
than gold
& with Whom We will die
momentarily
at The Hands
of Lovers Divine
The Hawk Queen Bed 4:00am
Static Of The Sea
Wherein Does My Power Lie?
Static Of The Sea
Joanna Gilman Hyde 