Joanna Gilman Hyde

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PERCEPTION

The Tomato-coloured Couch 1:55pm

DHW

You can’t get Me

by presenting health care professionals

dressed in black

dropping Me into The Black Abyss

of the blood-letting chair

making Me have to go to The Pristine Public Wash Room

where I heavily considered drawing Your Initials

on the wall above The Mirror —

and Outside!

Everywhere it seemed I heard

Your well-used “See Ya!”

You showed Me every arrangement

of Your Initials on license plates

but I knew I could get home

where I could take an Ativan

under My Direction

NUMBER 38 (NO SIGNIFICANCE)

Public Health Office, Barrington approx. 10:00am

I am no longer in league

with The Aliens

in Their Purple & Black

I wear White & Aqua now

Beige, Grey, Dark Brown

still have My Blue Jeans

& Linen Tops

All My Black Articles

have been tossed —

Eliza took Two Black Garbage Bags

to The Salvation Army

but was mad at Me

for throwing Them out —

Hunter understands

FEELING

The Tomato-coloured Couch 5:22pm

When The Depression finally broke

I was sitting on the back stoop

of The Shakespeare House

— can’t remember the year —

drinking seltzer & red wine

reading Gogol’s Diary of A Madman

CONSTRUCT

Today I made a symbolic abortion

construction

out of My Red Lace Underwear

& Wire Coat Hanger

They’re arranged on a 16″ x 20″ white canvas board

painted with Red

& Purple

& glittery Silver nail polish

I think It looks

primitive

Indian

REACTION

The Hawk Kitchen 8:00pm

Purple is The Colour of My Heart

vacated

Silver The Colour of My Jewels —

Red is My Fury

no longer suppressed

These Three Components

sustain Me

now that The Little Man in Black

is Gone

PAINTING PLAN

The Hawk Kitchen 6:32pm

I could sit on Our New Kitchen Floor

Indian Style, like a Child

with stretched canvas

in front of Me, flat —

I could puddle The Purple

& get The Metallic Grey, Silver

oozing into The Plum

iridescent

& splotched with Red

from a spray can

liquid & interceding

out of My Lap

NEW COLOURS

The Tomato-coloured Couch 4:33pm

I feel like throwing out

all My Black Clothes —

The Black Jesus Clothes

were for an operation

of secrecy & deceit

what colours can I resurrect?

Red & White

The Colours of Alarm

I am My Own Statement

of Alarm

Black Jesus is called off

Red is My Colour

& White is My Flag

My Canadian Flag

with Silver carrying Me

As I Fly

M’ SUPERHERO GONE

The Tomato-coloured Couch 4:23pm

I done kilt M’ Superhero

kilt H’ Sorry Ass

drowneded Him in D’Ocean

kilt His Black Self

in Dem Waves

won’t be worshippin no Spirit neither

No How

MY REAL LIVE HEART

The Tomato-coloured Couch 3:15pm

Today I threw

My Heart away

The One conceived in The Night

& woken to in The Light

of Silver

That Heart was haunting

Me

for 2 decades

of seething

red & black

futility

Now

there is no other

Heart

but

My

Cardiac

Organ

keeping

Me

ALIVE

MY SHOWER OF LIGHTS

The Hawk Corner Room NOON

My Shower of Silver Lights

goes untainted

to shine BIGGER & BRIGHTER & BETTER

than It ever was

before

It’s Mine

ALL MINE