The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 7:42pm
EYE carry A Poem Of Mine
with Me now
in case I need to read It
out loud —
EYE could read It anywhere
any time
even in The Dead Of Night —
It’s “Good Morning, World!”
written five & a half years ago
EYE am ready
The Tomato-coloured Couch 2:00pm
Today I watched
a Universe drift through
My House — It started —
if I can use that phrase —
under a table in The Living Room
which displays The Heads of Hunter & Rudy*
and when I opened the front door
to let a cat in
(She changed Her Mind)
The Universe swept Its Self through
My Dining Room
and into The Kitchen
to roll to a stop
helices intact
string theories in place
at My Grandmother’s wrought iron chair
where I sit
to look out
*Rudy died on Tuesday, April 26th. He never got to see the sculpture.
The Tomato-coloured Couch 7:18pm
Tonight I spared The Life
of a 2nd Silver Fish —
The First One I squished
with My Sandal —
#2 was right against The Black Spiral
on My floor-laden painting
probably going after some glitter glue —
but He caught My Attention
at The Center of My Art
so I quietly observed His Behaviour
testing His Awareness of Me —
I put My index finger above Him
as if to squash
but He didn’t budge
so I let Him Be
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 8:09am
The Sky is heavy blue
with cloud —
The Sea the colour of plasticine
Rudy’s Head sits veiled in The Living Room
unseen
while He’s back in hospital
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 7:52am
The Sea is black today
against a clouded sun
& I am supposed to get My Armature
to begin the sculpture
of a man who
refuses to die
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 7:36am
The Sun has risen
much further North
than I expected
& I am to execute
a sculpture of Hunter’s closest friend
whose eyes are up & open
to the surprise of his
final moment
The Hawk Queen Bed 8:55pm
I have looked up
to see Orion
I have looked down
to see My Toes
painted Nordic Lights —
Tomorrow I get My Ring —
My Ring of Fire
bought with My Own Money
for I am That Child
Who must have Her Toys
& begs to be shown off
against Our Backdrop
of Disaster
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 4:20pm
My Brother, Who’s Dead,
used to make & bring
a cup of tea
sipping off the too-full brim
before handing it
to Me
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 1:34pm
Seeing M(EYE) Halo
I Killed A Flying Insect —
Was I Wrong Or Right?
Joanna Gilman Hyde 