The Tomato-coloured Couch 1:10pm
I felt Your Little Black Heart
wrap around Me
as I traversed the rainy Sobey’s Parking Lot
My Hair Newly Cut
You grabbed My Black Bullet-proof Vest
shouting “Live, Damn It, Live”
The Hawk West Desk Window 5:25pm On The Dot
I might as well tell You
what JB wore today
— and is still wearing:
black underwear
black Joe Fresh push up bra
black square-necked 3/4 sleeve sweater
black socks, black Nurse-Mates street shoes size 8
LL Bean women’s denim jeans regular size 8
silver hoops, silver Joanie Rochette pendant
on silver snake chain given to JB by Her Brother HTWH
ladies Bulova open heart stainless steel watch
Birk’s Friday The 13th Question Mark quartz crystal cocktail ring
Birk’s diamond, gold & platinum wedding & engagement rings
One Silver Spiral Bangle From Her Other
You appeared in the doorway
of an old-fashioned water closet
temporarily housing Me
I lifted My Bandaged Right Hand
in front of You
— snapped It in place —
& You laughed
My Big Black Super Cat Astro
is sprung from My Right Shoulder
like The Head of The Beautiful Dark Haired Woman
Who told Me nineteen years ago Today
in The Most Melodious Voice
I had ever heard:
“You Know The Meaning Of Life
& So You Are A Star —
so go to sleep”
The Hawk West Desk Window 10:22pm
I was That Ballet Dancer
twirling madly in any psychiatrist’s fantasy
exposing My 101 Split-second Facial Expressions
aimed at an imaginary upper corner Camera —
or was It Imaginary?
in a room of no furnishings
except for one rubber mattress
repeatedly blanketed over
by Me
to grow a garden
of hair & spit
before My Assemblage
got
WRECKED-ified
Joanna Gilman Hyde 