The Tomato-coloured Couch 6:15pm
What would happen
if The World
believed a 125 lb
white 53 year-old
North American female
is
God?
What if The World believed
Her Message
that The Human Race
is God?
The Tomato-coloured Couch 3:45pm
Long ago & far away
I was housed in a place
I did not want to be
I did not want to be
& so I was stationed
in an artificial unit
of nurses, doctors & cafeteria food
for weeks at a time
yet I have no memory of what day
or year, I got out
it doesn’t really matter
that I cannot recall
the end of that terrible time —
all that matters now
is that I am happy
& I DO want to live —
My Life is full
in This Glorious Place
The Hawk Queen Bed 9:48pm
The Days go pretty fast
around here
I find My Self turning
into bed again
after a weekend day
with Hunter
rowing, eating, writing
loving My Staid Existence
I find My Self
turning into
bed
after cracking the windows
for the last balmy air
of summer
The Hawk Deck 11:20am
The Plumage of Clouds
rides high overhead
& I become lost
in The World
of Flying Gulls
Buzzing Flies
& The Deep Recess
of Blue
The Tomato-coloured Couch 7:32pm
I walked across The Sky
Today
as It reflected along The Sand
at My Wet Feet
I pirouetted over Galaxies
of Shells, Kelp and Gull Droppings
until The Sea Foam
rushed around My Bare Ankles
and landed Me Ashore
Barrington Passage 2:04pm
I Am Coming —
Oh My God —
I Am Coming Out —
I
Am
Your
God
I Am Here
not to tell You
what to do, or what
to Be —
I Am Here To Tell
You
We’re Fine
Just The Way
We Are
We Are Perfect
in Our Human Form
& We Are Divine
in Our Deaths
We Are The Divine
We Are All We Could Ever
Be
& We Are Loved
The Tomato-coloured Couch 7:00pm
The Silver Lights
crashed down
all around Me
& I cried out
“Oh My God
Oh My God!
Oh My God!!”
I
Am
The
Second Coming
of
Christ
I
Am
unravelling
The Mystery
of
The Meaning Of Life
an idea
which
cannot
be expressed
yet
I saw
It
in the dark
of a little hospital room
in
Shelburne, Nova Scotia
on March 31st, 1993
It, The Meaning
opened out to Me
like a pod
of
chocolate
I
saw
The Reason For Schizophrenia
I
saw
that I Am
The Reason
The Light
The Life
&
I will coat
My World
in the luscious
residue
of My Vision
until
The World
Gets
It
The Tomato-coloured Couch 5:30pm
My Name Is
Joanna Gilman Hyde
and I Am The God
Who Fell From The Sky
& shaved off His Beard
& stuffed Tissue
down The Front Piece
of His Robe
& held up A Sign
for All The World To Read
saying “I Am Woman”
(& not a Transvestite)
The Tomato-coloured Couch 5:53pm
I am salivating
to Save The World
to spoon It out
from under Itself
feed Me Our New Existence
which is ancient
Yes — I could eat It —
consume Its micro-biotic
Humanoids
Who keep questioning God
when They don’t have to
& spit Them out
afresh
*Robert A. Raines & Robert Gliner
Joanna Gilman Hyde 