Joanna Gilman Hyde

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Tag: Black Jesus

WE ARE ALL PROPHETS

The Tomato-coloured Couch 5:10pm

We Are All Prophets

Seeing Our Futures

And Creating Our Ways

To The Regeneration

Of Our True Forms

In The Singularity

I AM A RELIGIOUS PERSON

The Tomato-coloured Couch 5:30pm

I Have Been Sent

By My Spirit

To This Time

This Place

For The Acquisition

Of A Proper

Life

Of Heady Happiness

Deep Mourning

& The Exclamation

Of Perfection

In All Things

WORTH

The Tomato-coloured Couch 4:00pm

I stand in a shaft of sun

drinking from My Silver-frosted

Chalice of Life

I stop to look

at just what I am

consuming

I see The Earth

The Potency of Life

quivering

in My Well-oiled

Grip

WHEN I DRINK

The Hawk Deck 12:22pm

When I Drink Water

From My Chalice Of Life

I See The Bottom

Of My Glass

As A Fertilized Egg

Cradled

By My Little Finger

SAVOURING

The Hawk Deck 11:42pm

I Am White Jesus

sitting in a sun hat

sounding out individual waves

from the overview of surf

savouring the tranquillity

of My Eternal Youth

COCOON

The Hawk Kitchen 8:00pm

I Am The White Jesus

Arms Held In

Across My Chest

In A White Sweatshirt

White Shorts

White Underwear

My Old Psychiatrist

Warned Me About

Dressing Like Christ

— I Can If I Want —

Especially In My Own

Kitchen

With A View

To The Neighbours’

With Their White

Car From The 50’s

In Their Back Yard

MY GOD

Barrington Passage 3:50pm

My Private God

is Public Now

ANYBODY CAN SEE HER —

The Beautiful Dark Haired Woman

with An Orange Blossom

at Her Left Ear

She came to Me

after a fight with The Big Guy

Who was trying to get Me

to serve Him:

I declared to Him

“I will not serve God —

I will NOT — I will

serve only My Self!”

& then I realized I was

THE MOST SELF-ISH PERSON

IN THE WORLD —

to be called to serve God

& to REFUSE

only to serve My Self?

And that’s when My Own God appeared —

Her Beautiful Dark Head

protruded from My Right Shoulder

as if I had two heads

She spoke the most melodious words

I had ever heard —

ANYBODY CAN HEAR HER:

“You know The Meaning Of Life

and so You are a Star,

so go to sleep”

SOBEY’S

The Tomato-coloured Couch 12:45pm

Sobey’s is a home-grown grocery operation

with A Parking Lot

as one of the most innocent

& unassuming

public spaces

in existence

(at least around here)

Unsuspecting Shoppers

push Their Full Carts to Their Cars

push Empty Carts back

to The Cart Corral

Which says “In The Event

of An Emergency

Gather Here”

What is Sobey’s 

preparing

for?

I CAN DO WHATEVER I WANT

The Tomato-coloured Couch 7:00pm

I Can Do Whatever I Want

I Can Write Anything

I Feel

I Can Write “I”

A Million Times

& Disregard That Man’s Word “ego”

Cancel It Right Out

I Know The Meaning Of Life:

I Have My Own Private God

A Beautiful Dark-haired Woman

Who Told Me In My Right Ear

“You Know

The Meaning Of Life

& So You Are A Star —

So Go To Sleep”

RED WHITE & BLACK

The Hawk Family Room 3:50pm

I follow A Digital Signal, Sign

first seen stuck on a banana peel

a square black & white intricacy

a computer tag for scanning

(My Daughter assures Me)

seen today blown up

on a floor to ceiling disaster-relief poster

at The Canadian Red Cross

lending unit

where I helped My Ex-Mother-In-Law

borrow supplies

for Her Husband’s Hospital Homecoming

tomorrow

when Dr Wilson says Mo

can be released