Joanna Gilman Hyde

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December 17, 2012

JOANNA’S CHRISTMAS LIST

The West Desk Window 2:45pm

Sometimes a Candy Cane

is not just a Candy Cane.

–

HO HO HO is backwards.

–

What can you think of that’s snowy white

& feels like a weather bomb?

–

What’s an empty, limp stocking

which miraculously gets filled?

–

The colour red means stop —

green means go.

–

What’s a triangular fir tree

next to  an open hearth —

and where does that chimney go anyway?

–

A Christmas Wreath, a broken circle, represents a fertilized egg.

–

A baby in a manger —

Jesus was born on the wrong side of the tracks.

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December 17, 2012

SANTATOWN

The Tomato-coloured Couch 11:11am

The President of The United States

read The List

The Roll Call

of names like

Jessica, Caroline

Noah, Jack & Madeline

He capped His Speech

with The Twenty Children

Who won’t be

on Santa’s List

ever again —

through the violent actions of an unknown gunman

They have been spared

Santa’s meddling hand

Santa’s sly whispers

spared from a society’s — what?

blind celebration?

from Society Itself?

 

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December 16, 2012

HAVEN

The Hawk Hallway 5:10pm

Why turn to an opalescent sky

for the answer to Our Eternal Question

WHY?

Why renounce My American Citizenship

fearful of being found out

as a culprit of 911

as a proud New Canadian since 1995

living in Peace & Security

with no plans to go back

to visit friends & relatives

in The Beleaguered US of A?

Why watch CNN

to see Obama

commiserate

with the survivors

of fallen children?

Why live next door

to a massive giant

of woe & destruction

for the sake of a spit of sand

where I may walk in private?

Why?

Because I ended up here —

is it that simple?

Because I had The Dream

of “Being A Famous Artist

Living In Nova Scotia”

where now I am tied

to My Property

Progeny

One or Two Husbands —

where is My Dream taking Me Now?

It’s A Haven

With Glass Walls

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December 11, 2012

CLUE

The Hawk West Desk Window 9:38pm

I am wearing My Pro-Life Underwear

The Pair Jim Chandler* couldn’t guess

the colour of

when My Views were over 750

–They’re over 1,800 Tonight —

I have written to DHW

“I no longer see My Progeny

as Children”

* Child Psychiatrist

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December 11, 2012

CIRCULATION

The Hawk West Window 10:22am

Take My Hand

Take My Naked Hand

Hold On To My Left Wrist

& We Will Collect Up All The Galaxies

We Will Pin Point Every Cell

Transform Every Particle

& Then We Will Stand Together

By That Wretched Sign

At The Sobey’s Cart Corral:

“In The Event Of An Emergency

Gather Here”

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December 10, 2012

VOODOO TIES

The Hawk West Desk Window 6:45pm

I am Your Black Jesus

sitting @ My Desk

with The Power restored

planning My Visit to Your Office:

shall I address Your Receptionist

Who’s really Your Wife?

Shall I announce My Presence

standing @ Her Desk

declaring My Identity

& My Entity:

“My Name is My Identity”

“My Entity is Black Jesus”

“I am here to see Dr Wilson –”

“but he will not see You, Joanna –”

“He does not need to see Me”

“He needs to see The Black Jesus

& so I stand until He Emerges —

We are in The Spiritual Emergency

of The Millennium”

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December 9, 2012

DEMON-STRATION

The Tomato-coloured Couch 1:11pm

I live with A Demon

of My Own Creation

caged above Me

in My Living Room

He is black & dirty

with giant bird shit

dripping off the upper right corner

of His Chicken Wire Cage

first laid across Him

on the 4th Floor

of Cooper Union’s Foundation Building

where He came to Life

never to speak — only to glare

with His Brilliant Eyes

down upon His Audience —

Yet Today He Speaks!

Through Me as I speak out

for The Creature of My Fierce Fear —

My Fear of being locked in

or up

or out

as I have been locked inside

psychiatric wards

for years on end

I am OUT NOW

& I can speak My Mind

no matter how It comes out

I AM BLACK JESUS — but

not because I am dressed in black

I AM BLACK JESUS — because

I can speak

for My Desperate Crow — d

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December 1, 2012

FROM THE COUCH OF JOANNA

I would have broken Communion

with You with Your Name

on a maple-frosted cookie

on sale from No Frills

up in My Dark-creviced Bedroom

away from My Family —

I would have broken through

The Lie of Christmas symbolized

as The Literal Snow Job

fertility rite within the broken wreath — egg

with a lying elf responsible

for any materialistic answer

coming — ejaculating

down The Vagina Chimney

to lay out His Wares

at a triangular bush with stars

— The Heavens —

all over It

I would have broken through

The Myth of Our Making

with You

on a cookie

but I was

ashamed

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November 28, 2012

THE WEST DESK WINDOW 4:55pm

We Don’t Need A Bed

Our Bodies Will Be Our Bed

We Don’t Need Our Bodies

Our Mind Minds

Will Slay Us

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November 23, 2012

DRESSED

The Hawk Portico 11:40am

Black Space Kicks /Black Socks

LLBean Ladies Jeans reg. 8

Black Underwear /Push Up Joe Fresh Bra

Black Tan Jay Top  w/applied glitter

3 Silver Chain Bangles /worn left

Wedding /Engagement Diamond Rings /worn left

Quartz Crystal /Diamond Question Mark Ring /worn right

Open Heart Bulova Watch /worn right

Silver Hoop Earrings

Serengeti Eyewear

What’s Happening Now?

Gold & Silver are going Vertical

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