The Hawk West Desk Window 8:11pm
Since I Named My Car
Gun Metal Grey
Let Me Write
Of The Varieties
Of That Colour —
First Off — Is It
A Colour?
Is It Simply Black Fused With White
Or Does It Have Substance
Like Fog?
Why Do I Feel Secure
In Garments Of Grey —
Grey Accessories —
A Grey Car
With A Tinge Of Blue
A Steely Blue
Like The Silver Bullet?
The Tomato-coloured Couch 5:40pm
My Life Is Great —
I’m Drinking A Labatt’s Blue
My New Car Is Out Front
An Iridescent Gun Metal Grey
I Can Drive With
Newly Installed Sirius
Set On 90’s On 9
What More Could A Girl
In Her Early 50’s
Possibly Want?
OH! I Forgot To Tell You
The Name:
Ford Fusion
The Action
Or Process Of Melting By Means Of Intense Heat;
The State of Fluidity As A Result
Of Being Heated
(Oxford English Dictionary 1993)
The Hawk Portico 4:45pm
I think when I get shot
the bullet will feel cold
at first
just under My Right Shoulder Blade
I will feel as if I got hit
with a board
I will slump down
out of shock
more-so than out of
pain
The Tomato-coloured Couch 1:52pm
I Am The Silver Bullet
Circling This Globe
Spermatozoan
In My Femininity
The Hawk West Desk Window 8:50
My Humanity
is most most (sic) precious
possession
— I may get shot
for holding on to My
SELF
at the expense
of God —
God can fry
But Not I
The Hawk Deck 12:30pm
Imma gonna turn
dis worl inside
out
dem stars is black
‘ginst d’ white
an Imma
wearin’
Ma Gym Cloze
an Red Kicks
The Hawk Deck 11:15am
Anger is Our Most Passionate Emotion
seething or simmering — It must
be confronted
It must be addressed
It cannot be brushed aside
or “managed”
like the tell-tale
LOVE
We have all known
The Hawk Queen Bed 3:00pm
I’m still in bed, in My Pyjamas
& it’s three o’clock in the afternoon
This condition is ostensibly due to sleep deprivation
from last night when I stayed up too late
fooling around with My joannagilmanhyde web address —
It didn’t get corrected until this morning
with My Husband’s help before work
but I wasn’t able to catch up on the sleep
despite taking an Ativan —
as You may have gathered
My Beauty Sleep relies entirely on pills
& regular routine —
any break in the pattern
& I’m shot for the day
–
personal note: My Daughter Eliza just phoned
that She’s got a summer job at Shelburne’s Osprey Arts Center
The Hawk West Desk Window 10:00pm
I believe I will live
to tell the story of My Death
& not the murky recitation
of past relatives
& misty shores
I will live to tell
of nightly dreams
coalescing
into daily performance
the history of which
enshrouded
by My Veil
of Truth
will come to My Listeners
as no surprise
Joanna Gilman Hyde 