The Hawk Kitchen 12:12pm
I am The Little
Second Coming of Christ
wearing My Galaxy Underpants
cleaning cat hairs off
The Tomato-coloured Couch
I Am Here & Everywhere
re-defining God, Jesus
& The World
half-dressed
The Tomato-coloured Cock 9:22pm
(notes from an unscheduled meeting with an old psychiatrist)
“You’re just a very nice Lady Who lives in Shelburne –”
“Well, I don’t live in Shelburne anymore —
and do You know
what colour My Underwear is, Jimbo?”
“No, I don’t”
“It’s Red — Jimbo — Red Lace — and
do You know how many views I have
on My New York City Rooftop Painting?
three thousand, and twenty-two — what do I stand for Now?
“I don’t know –”
“I’m An American — Jimbo —
dressed here in Red, White and Blue
wearing My Pro-Life underwear —
and if You ever call Me a nice lady again
I’ll kick You in the balls”
The Tomato-coloured Couch 2:22pm
Once I wore black
for My Favourite Psychiatrist
Jesus Black — black velour sling pants
black push-up bra
briefly hidden by a golden tee
which said “Trust In The Lloyd”
My FP asked if I had made the slogan
I told Him, “No, it came from a movie”
and tore off The Tee
as I sat on an unforgiving mattress
on the floor
of The TQ Room — not a room — an unforgiving space
euphemistically named The Therapeutic Quiet Room
— My hair was longer then
blonder
I might have looked wild —
My Tall Psychiatrist
stood above Me
and looked at the ceiling
and said what I presume
was a prayer
I don’t even know
why He was in there
and I certainly do not know why I was
Note: related passage in The Script
The Tomato-coloured Couch 6:30pm
If My Old Down-trodden Psychiatrist
could see Me now
cooking chicken & rice
writing 7 or 8 poems a day
loving My Husband
& My Cats
shopping & going to the hairdresser
What Would He Think?
Was/Is She Mad?
How has She Come This Far
& better yet —
Where Is She Going?
The Hawk Deck 9:04am
Jimbo — the only thing that saved You
from Me
was Your homely visage —
the only thing that saved Me from You
was Your saying “Sleep
is going to be an issue
for the rest of Your life”
Well Here I Am
out on My Deck
in The Sun
with A Giant Quartz Crystal Ring
on My Right Middle Finger
sparkling across This Page
as I write with A Silver & Ebony Pen
from Birk’s
I AM GOD
The Hawk Kitchen 8:00pm
I Am The White Jesus
Arms Held In
Across My Chest
In A White Sweatshirt
White Shorts
White Underwear
–
My Old Psychiatrist
Warned Me About
Dressing Like Christ
— I Can If I Want —
Especially In My Own
Kitchen
With A View
To The Neighbours’
With Their White
Car From The 50’s
In Their Back Yard
Joanna Gilman Hyde 