The Hawk Living Room 2:25pm
I hit the walls
square on
big bright screens
held Me, emblazoned
into the next century
and the next
on into the glorious replay
of The Shower Of Silver Lights
immortalized
November 28th The Hawk West Desk Window 2:34pm
Black Jesus, He a’Comin’
He gonna melt all dat snow
off dis Big Fat Snow Job
He gonna come outta hidin’
throw You a fast ball
He workin’ dis X Miss
He gotta girl fren
She be Him sometime
Dey works si’ by si’
Dey in love
The Hawk West Desk Window 9:34pm
Everyone was once A Molten Star
far away from Everything, but part
of A Churning Galaxy with Its Own Identity
A Uniqueness cast into Our Humanness
and when We Die, We Return
to The Eternal Cycle
and burn
The Hawk West Desk Window 10:22am
What was I pounding for
steadily on that giant door
of The Therapeutic Quiet Room
locked in & beating My Heart Out
on a steel drum?
It was for The Primitive Woman
I was That Strongest Black Woman
wailing with My Fist
until My Watch Strap popped
& They came to The Smash Resistant Window
& thought I had stopped
The Tomato-coloured Couch 6:47pm
What Is The Intrinsic Value
Of One Human Life
— Where — On This Planet —
Or Anywhere Else?
Is There Somewhere We Could Go
Where We Each Would Be Worth
All The Silver, All The Gold
On Some Other Planet — What If
It Didn’t Have Any — What If
It Had A Plethora Of Diamonds?
In My Book, We Better Stick
With What We Know
& I Know Each Of Us
Cannot Be Measured
Any Where
By Any Thing
The Hawk Living Room 7:30pm
Eliza’s Roses this week
will not end up the dried out buds
of every previous batch
This Week They have unfurled —
One even revealing Its Perfect Whirl
within The Orange Nautilus
of My Mind
The Hawk West Desk Window 1:40pm
This Body, dressed in space-spattered silk
is destined to be Something
Big in This Universe
This Body Is Being Saved
for The Voyage of An Eternal Lifetime
bound by One Other: Star Man
Who Heeds The Call
of Other Worlds
where Time Travel
means growing
superficially younger
& where Gardens of Eden
Come Ten To A Block
Joanna Gilman Hyde 