“Scary Shit”
The Tomato-coloured Couch 7:58pm
I Saw A Star Of Blue
surrounded by My Silver
It struck My View
as My Husband said
“Scary Shit — ” in front
of His Computer
The Tomato-coloured Couch 7:58pm
I Saw A Star Of Blue
surrounded by My Silver
It struck My View
as My Husband said
“Scary Shit — ” in front
of His Computer
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 4:11pm
I just saw A Star
of red
against a sky
of cloud
It came at a specific thought
when I wondered
if I had said
— oh what was that?
if I had said —
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
The Hawk Kitchen 3:40pm
Where will I go
with My Halo
solidified in the frantic spinning
of a wind-blown insect
dangling off a disheveled spider web —
to give forth
The “Wake Up”
Call?
The Hawk Living Room 1:08pm
I just danced
to Daft Punk, One More Time
here in My Hawk Living Room
— the last time I danced
like I was from Outer Space
was during one month
in The Nova Scotia Hospital —
for Those Who don’t know
It’s The Province’s largest mental hospital
re-named The East Coast Forensic Unit
and of that month
I cannot recall a single day
but the day I arrived
The Hawk Kitchen 8:05pm
Tonight @ Supper
which I didn’t burn
My 2nd Husband
accepted
that I Am
The 2nd Coming
Of Christ