The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 4:15pm
will be emblazoned
with underlining of Red
A Black Exclamation Mark
with The Point
a star
of glitter
against a dripping Swamp Green
from paint
in M(EYE) Basement
The Hawk Kitchen: 9:59am
If Trump doesn’t make it
that won’t stop Me
EYE have a limitless Mind
& I will row
to M(EYE) Destiny
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 10:44am
This morning before work
My Husband Dr W. Hunter Blair
read an article in The Guardian
w/pic re: New York College Moves To Strip Gender Markings From All Bathrooms
Cooper Union students ripping
the Male/Female signs off
all the bathrooms
in deference to trans-gender students —
now where will the real
men and women go?
*saw a star for this poem
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 11:07am
M(EYE) Shirt Says
GOLD IS
THE NEW BLACK
My Underpants
are Warm Silver
My Socks are old
& White —
My Sneakers are adidas
Purple
All for My Final Mud Season Madness
Challenge Row
for Concept 2:
25 Consecutive Days
@ Ten Thousand Metres
a Day
The Tomato-coloured Couch 4:40pm
Rudy Link’s Head was cushioned
on My Stomach
as I lay on My Side
of Dr Blair’s Bed
I was attending to
Rudy’s Hair & Face
the way
I tend to Hunter’s
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 1:45pm
I’ve done enough
of sweeping up galaxies —
it’s an endless task
organizing, compiling known particles
of cat hair, cat food crumbs
specks of kitty litter, the occasional claw point
not to mention Heaven’s Dust
heavy in My House —
“Out Damn Spot!”
The Tomato-coloured Couch 7:02pm
I stood tonight
in The Little Store
waiting for My Medium Pizza —
extra cheese, pepperoni, tomatoes, hot peppers, black olives
and cradled in My Right Arm
a 2-litre bottle of Coke
with Santa still on it —
total bill on Visa:
$22.80 Canadian
The Hawk West Desk Window 9:55am
Before The Dawn
Of Our New Era
We Are On The Cusp of Night
We Are Silver Now
As The Moon
As The Midnight Hour
Of Transformation
From The Golden Sun
Into That Precious Rarity:
Our Star-patterned
Future
The Hawk Living Room 4:30pm
A new arrangement of paintings
builds a triangle upon My Living Room Wall:
My Mother’s Portrait as a very young woman
painted by My Uncle
dresses the wall below My Balcony
hanging in the middle
above two impressionist paintings
of Africa — She took Me
as an infant to grow there
in Gabon and came home
with these two paintings
I framed in art school —
one showing a grass-roofed hut
palm trees with seated figure —
the other showing four bark canoes
and two figures readying them
in the foreground of open water
and open sky —
My First Year In Africa
She called The Worst Year
of Her Life — spent insomniac
underweight, pregnant
with My Fated Brother —
Africa inspired Her Novel
NOT EVEN THE MOON
never published —
Her Portrait looks down
to those two African paintings
and I look up to all three
Barrington Passage, NS 3:30pm
EYE have a piece
of The Night Sky
on My Right Middle Finger
My Trigger Finger
with The Silver Emblem
of a curve-sided diamond —
EYE am out
to make the sturdiness
of M(EYE) Self
Timeless
Joanna Gilman Hyde 