Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

Tag: earth

ARE YOU ALL SILVERED OUT?

The Hawk Kitchen 11:11am

Those *2* Giant Blocks

of Rectangular Silver

Came Crashing Down

on My Miles of Silver Duct Tape

on My Miles of Watery Plastic Sheeting

on My Ten-thousand Square Feet of Dacron Canvas

laid out, smoothed out

weighed down by 400 Sand Bags

Painted for Thousands of Office Workers

It was My

Self Organizing Galaxy

It All Came Crashing Down

in Zillions of Silver Streaks

on My Head on The Afternoon of March 31st, 1993

I have been crawling out ever since

note:  title from WHB

ABOLITION

The West Desk Window 9:33pm

I will either be shot

as I have dreamt

or immortalized by Aliens

with DVD holding My Hand

on another Planet

or maybe this One

if there is a Heaven

could This Earth be free

of war & abortion?

As I live I shall stand

for both ends

BLACK on BLACK on BLACK

The Hawk Kitchen 7:30pm

I Am That Woman

ready to go to War/Love

dressed fiercely in Black

GAME OVER

The Hawk Kitchen 3:25pm

I have written My Self

into a corner

I have consumed a whole bowl

of Pop Corn

& taken My Ball, My Cap Gun

& My Dolly

home

I am The Petulant Child

Who’s eaten all Her Cookies & Milk

and left without thanking

The Mommy

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The Hawk Kitchen 4:22pm

I Am A Model

for

Humanity:

Watch Closely As I Drink

This Glass

of

Water

What Direction Am I Facing

As I Put The Glass

To My Lips?

What Direction Am I Facing

East or West

When I Finish

Swallowing

Swallowing

To The Last

Drop?

FIGURE IN BLACK

The Tomato-coloured Couch 6:22pm

If I’m gonna be A Super Hero

I gotta dress like One —

I’m a lil’ red blood cell

on The Highway down

to Hunter’s Operation —

I’m plannin’ My Outfit

for comfort & speed:

black leggins’, black socks n’ underwear

black kicks, black Tattoo sweater —

today I bought My New Black Bullet-proof Vest

black ankle boots w’ silver buckles

in case there’s snow —

I’ll be hidin’ My Red

in those bleak corridors

& waitin’ room

ESPERANZA

The Hawk Kitchen 1:22pm

When The Time XComes

We Will Meet

& Fall Together

On Our Sandy Hook

I AM YOUR BLACK SWAN

The Tomato-coloured Couch 7:00pm

I Am Your Black Swan

flying off a nostalgic rooftop

into fields of civility —

My Feathers Ruffle

at The Strife of Humanity’s

changeover

from Man’s World — Man’s God

into

Woman’s

COVER

The Tomato-coloured Couch 4:33pm

I operate under cover:

Divine Grace follows Me

in & out of stores, banks, traffic jams

I elect Confluence Of Stars

To Save My Every Move

from disaster

WHAT IS

The Hawk Kitchen 5:00pm

What Is This Language

of What I Perceive?

A Crow alighting on a tree tip

then flying BACK

to where He came from

but that was a while ago

I hear The Fridge

I see The Silver on My Wrists

A Cat who’s very fat

is unable to clean Her Butt

I remember My Brother

gulping down pop or tea

as if He couldn’t get enough

I do the same