Dr Blair was surprised
I didn’t end up
in a dumpster in New York —
Well — he’ll be a lot more
surprised
when Eye end up
as The New Darling
of The Black Revolution
The Hawk Queen Bed 8:17am
Once I had a pretty coat —
the last time I wore it was to see
Our Lawyer from The Hyde Inquiry —
it was flared with a high-cut waist
and Two Silver Buttons
but I gave it away
years ago
to The Salvation Army
when I got rid of My Black Jesus Clothes —
this morning I woke with an anxious thought
regretting My Disposal
but My Comforting Husband
tried to reassure Me:
“It was the drugs.”
The Hawk Corner Room 5:45am
I watched The Sun Rise
first a golden glimmer —
then it popped up
rising faster
than it seemed to go down last night
–
I am off the anti-psychotic medication
I took to sleep for twenty-odd years
& am waking earlier
but feeling
great
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 9:55am
EYE am The Artist
standing at My Door
waving Good-bye to My Husband
dressed in My Thick Grey Robe
the substance of The Sky
today
on a day
when anything can happen
Sobey’s Parking Lot 3:55pm
Through roadside fields of Lupine
I drove My Manuscript
home
after saying Good-bye
to My New Psychiatrist
I will see no longer —
“How will You remain stable?”
She asked,
“EYE will be looking after
M(EYE) Self”
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 7:45am
Eye catch a glimpse
of Silver out past the edge
of the scrub spruce forest —
I am left today
with the hangover of My Halo
effect of yesterday — all day —
when My Husband had to stay home
in the afternoon
as I taunted Him
with soiled underwear
The Hawk Deck 9:32pm
I just tossed a little dead bird
off from the bank
where the X-Miss Tree lies
— a capture of Cami —
Who is provided a bell
but which the little dead bird
couldn’t hear
in its sleep
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 3:20pm
How dare anyone
infiltrate My Sanctuary —
especially The Father of My 2.4 Children —
here to The North I have
the forest of scrub spruce I love
the stone wall upon which I contemplated
smashing My Precious Life Glass —
how dare anyone
even a neighbour I like
enter across My Eastern Ocean View
upon which I gaze with such favour —
out there I can let My Mind
be free — free of past
hurt and negation
free of obstacles to My Happiness
so profound
as I stand before
the shores
of My Intellect
The Hawk Queen Bed 8:38am
I didn’t want to get up
this morning
after standing prostrate
in the window cross
of the TV Room
for two hours
after My X Husband
hung up on Me
when I asked Him
about My Paintings
He had dumped
and while I stood there
with My Arms out-stretched
I saw A Speck
on the ceiling
and I revered It
as The Speck
of My Abortion
He forced Me to have
The Hawk West Desk Window 11:15am
EYE am Star Collector
X-traodinaire
EYE stick Their molten surfaces
to M(EYE) finger tips
and drop Them into
Their Little White Star Box
housing M(EYE) Ring
of Shimmering Rose Design
Joanna Gilman Hyde 