The Tomato-coloured Couch 6:35pm
In the privacy of My Living Room
I summoned in My Favourite Song
standing below the skylights
I held My Arms up
& out to the sides
I elevated My Hands
reaching
a higher pitch
The Song flowed through Me
& I Was It
I Was It
JB’s Barrington Passage 2:11pm
I saw A Star Man
in My Beer
DNE (singularity)
on a license plate
& My Girlfriend gave Me
magic earrings
for the day I was born
here I am looking
to the foggy Causeway Beach
ready for the all-clear
The Hawk Living Room 7:30pm
I ate My Potato Salad
& drank a beer
here by the open Living Room Window
at the edge of The Tomato-coloured Couch
but that was at the edge of The Galaxy
where stars burst & die
I would lie My Head on a blanket
& listen to the aftershocks
wafting through
on the surge
of ocean mist
& bird call
The Hawk Portico 4:50pm
I seem to be developing a pattern
of going back to sleep
after Hunter leaves for work
possibly to make up for the nocturnal interruptions
of letting Astro out
back in
of waking well before the alarm
waking & waiting
to rise & make the coffee
or take out the trash
as happened today
& today I did go back to sleep
dreamed
& so resurrected the remainder
of the day
even painted a small pine table Peter built
long ago & left unclaimed
to use now in the new library
for Hunter’s Stereo
The Hawk West Desk Window 8:30pm
There’s a man out of The Tub
Who doesn’t belong to Me
He’s My Husband in name only
& stands at My Side
to watch The Opalescent Sky
& The Sun go down
with Bands of Cloud
Joanna Gilman Hyde 