Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

Tag: Dr David Hamilton Wilson

CHOKING HAZARD

The Hawk West Desk Window 1:22pm

He can’t feed Himself

anymore

The Nurses have to spoon-feed

His Soft-food Diet

and water or apple juice

with a thickening agent

and change His Diaper

The Doctor says:

“There’s nothing We can do now

but make Him

comfortable”

BLACK LOVE

The Tomato-coloured Couch 6:54pm

I have A Black Love

searing My Heart

wrecking The Hearts

of Husbands —

My Black Love

is criticized by Women Friends

Who don’t get It:

My Devious Bond

seething within My Mind —

My Mind read like a tract

by My Horrible Little Lover

MISS FIT

The Hawk Kitchen 11:46pm

Married Correctly

Twice, But In Love With A Man

Of My Carnal Mind

BLACK FRIDAY

November 28th The Hawk West Desk Window 2:34pm

Black Jesus, He  a’Comin’

He gonna melt all dat snow

off dis Big Fat Snow Job

He gonna come outta hidin’

throw You a fast ball

He workin’ dis X Miss

He gotta girl fren

She be Him sometime

Dey works si’ by si’

Dey in love

PLAY PEN

The Tomato-coloured Couch 5:25pm

I saw another White Truck

pass along the bottom line

of window moulding

looking like a child’s toy

pushed along a horizontal track

crib-side like an abacus

SUN CONFIGURATION

The Tomato-coloured Couch 7:27pm

I have seen

The Golden Medallion

of The Sun

on The Underside

of an ice cream lid

as The Lid Of My Left Eye

twitched with Telepathic Love

& My Left Underside Of My Rib

pulsated, slowly, in Alert

LOWER LOVER

November 20th, The Tomato-coloured Couch 4:45pm

My Husband says I am at My Descriptive Best

writing about what’s around Me

but tonight I need to write what’s inside

I am talking to My Inner Him

incubated as an alien but He is from Me

The Persona of My Own Making

in My Gut

He is The Me I am in love with

fixed within My Lover — I wrote Lover!

THIS BODY

The Hawk West Desk Window 1:40pm

This Body, dressed in space-spattered silk

is destined to be Something

Big in This Universe

This Body Is Being Saved

for The Voyage of An Eternal Lifetime

bound by One Other:  Star Man

Who Heeds The Call

of Other Worlds

where Time Travel

means growing

superficially younger

& where Gardens of Eden

Come Ten To A Block

MY PEOPLE

The Tomato-coloured Couch 6:22pm

I watched The Sun

born under a solid lip

of pink-streaked cloud

He arrived into This World

Radiant Red

while My Alien

squirmed inside

beneath My Lower Rib Cage

crying fiercely to Me

I AM ALIVE

DAMP MESSAGES

The Hawk West Desk Window 3:32pm

I get My Messages

in The Shower

a bellhop knocks on the door

& slides The Envelopes under

They’re usually edged with Gold

— sometimes even Silver —

They’re Replies from

The Man Who Reads My Mind

— for confirmation purposes —

My Replies to Him

are laced within the fluidity

of My Daily Bath