The Hawk Queen Bed 7:05pm
EYE slipped The Purple Evening
Dress
V – front
into Its Black Zippered
garment bag
& zipped the zippered
Satin Lips
over My Black-stockinged
Legs
deep inside
My Closet
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 8:13am
Out of
the little dark
hospital room
of 22 years
ago,
sprung
WITCH
Doctor?
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 8:30am
Out of The Clear
Blue Air I saw
2 Silver Birds, flying
in tandem, & watched
Them across the sky
until They
disappeared
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 3:47pm
My Pickled Husband
has just ordered Me
a bulletproof vest
off the internet —
I can go anywhere
now
I am ready
& set
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 2:22pm
Would I get back
My Exuberance
if I donned My Black Oprah Dress
& loaded up My Wrists with Silver?
Would I tramp around
the house
belting out declarations — some
original — some not
to My Captive Audience of One:
My Despairing Husband
Would I feel the heady height
of My loquacious
Self?
The Hawk Queen Bed 11:00am
I spoke with sordid gusto
I slobbered
though clearly I chided
My Docile Husband —
“What do We CELEBRATE
on this Planet?!
What do We CELEBRATE?
We CELEBRATE
S — E — X
That’s why We’re here!!”
“CARROTS ARE PENISES
& PUMPKINS ARE CUNTS”
Note:
I go padding down the hall
every morning
in My Cranberry Slippers
to serve My Husband
His Oatmeal & Raisins
The Hawk En Suit Bath 6:44pm
Remove The Crust
of Aeons’ Years —
Dispose of Your Treachery
into My Hallowed-out Hands —
within These Sinister Bubbles
I Reside to Exhume
The Blackest Blackness
of Faith Gone Awry
The Hawk Deck 12:42pm
I Fed The Gulls
In My Signature Dress
in view of conscientious construction workers
& Fed My Husband
a bagel & cream cheese
while He Listened
to The Internet
The Hawk Deck 10:52am
As The World Crashes
Down Around Me
I Rise To Do
My Laundry
On This MOST Beautiful Day
Of Dis-cover-y
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 6:55pm
Astro is The Gorilla of Cats
hulking on the wrought iron table
in the rain licking
the wetness off the glass
reflecting His Blackness
into ripples
of green
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 5:38pm
I am going to be taught to knit
A Shield Of Honour
carried out by A Big Black X
across the length X width
with a reflective grey diamond
in the center
& A Red Eye
glaring out
like A Serpent’s
Pupil
Joanna Gilman Hyde 