Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

Tag: God of All People

THE HAWK DECK 5:15pm

It’s The Aliens

Who Define Us

as Humans

& It Is Humans

Who Define Us

as God

SOBEY’S PARKING LOT 2:22pm

“Excuse Me, I found This Purse

in The Parking Lot. I didn’t

look in It.”

“Excuse Me, I found This White Purse

in The Cart Corral.  I didn’t

look in It.”

“Excuse Me, I found This White Purse

in The Emergency Cart Corral.  It might

have A Bomb in It.”

“Excuse Me.  I found This White Bomb

in The Emergency Cart Corral.  I didn’t

set It off.”

DVD — God is Trapped

We Have To Get Him Out

 

I BESEECH YOU 7:22pm

“Stay With Me”

Stay With God

He Is All We Have Left

He Is Falling Away

&

 Needs Us

He Is Male & Female

Dark & Light

He Lives For Us

In What’s Left Of Our Mind

He Is Us

ODE TO A BUG 8:22pm

Tell Me Fly

What Do You Know —

What Did You Buzz

to Emily?

Do You See All

Surreptitiously?

What Do You Hear

When You’re On

The Wall?

What Make Of You

Will You Find

To Fit

My Latest

Rumination?

Take Your Answers

& Fly Away

To Lead Us Further

In Revelation

ORGASM OF GOD

The Silver Oyster

within 2 brains

simultaneous

within both minds

to haunt, beguile

Our Grey Remains

POTION IN THE SHOWER

I DRINK IN

MY 09:11 SCORE

I SMOOTH MY POTION

ON FACE & LEGS

I BRUSH MY TEETH

IN THE MIRROR

I DRESS FOR POWER

TO BE READ:

WHITE IS FOR THE LIGHT

BLACK IS FOR THE DARK

GREY IS FOR MY JESUS

RED IS ON  MY MARK

THE SUN SETTING IS A CELESTIAL OCCURRENCE

God Made That Peach

or Did That Peach

have The Know-how

To Make Itself?

Why Is There Something Rather Than Nothing?

If There Were Nothing

No One Would Know

& There Would Be No Question

Rudder’s, Yarmouth, NS

We are teetering on The Brink

of abandoning God

which We Must Not Do

for then We would Be

Abandoning Ourselves

THE HAWK DECK 8:25pm

Tonight I See

Oh — where did It go?

I See, I Write

an ink blot

White Ink

against a grey page

of Sky

8:39pm

Why on Earth is That Sun taking so Long?

It’s preparing to make a Rainbow

— a full arc with rainbow ripples

on The Inner Edge

*

GRAFFITI BY PROXY

gonna bomb dat RJ

shitting on His Rock

gonna lay up My Fire Ball

on dat Emergency Tag

gonna hit every car

every crib, zillions

bomb dis hole fuckin worl

“GOOD MORNING, WORLD!”

“Good Morning, World!”

and to the rest of you
that are still asleep —
This Is Your Mother
Speaking:

It’s Time To Go To School
and I mean
REAL SCHOOL —

It’s Time To Go
BACK to Your
Kitchens, Women, &
cook for Your
decreasing Families,

It’s Time, Children, To Get On
The Bus of Human Intelligence
for Our Fight:

The Fight of Our Lives

as Human Beings on
This Planet —
for That is
All We Are — We
are Human &
We are God —

& We Cannot Continue
as We have been
for however many
thousands or millions of
years.

This is Your MOTHER
SPEAKING — CRYING
For You, My Children,
to Stop Killing
Yourselves
through Your Own
desperation, &
stupidity —

I Love You All
Dearly
& without You I
would
Die!”

“WAKE UP WORLD &
smell The Coffee —
drink that Tim Horton’s
& Think of Me.

Watch This Television
until You are Blue
in The Face,
which is MY
FACE  —

You have desecrated
Me with
Your naivety, Your
revulsion & Mine,
for You & Me &
Now —
I can no longer look
My Self in The Face
& Smile

Because of YOU

(red star, red star)

October 1st, 2010 THE HAWK

continued from Diary:

I AM THE RED STAR —

I AM THE ALERT BUTTON
on Your Car
remote

Listen to Me — You are
All I Have Left
here,

& here is the Only Place
We know of

which sustains us, somewhat,

& which sustains Me,

Your Guiding Star

Your Furious Mother —

and Who was My Furious

Mother, You may ask?

She is Dead Now & Somewhere

out There, Haunting Me

as I am aiming now to

Haunt You,

& Haunt You I Will,

Until You Turn Around,

with The Earth,

with The Light of Our

Yellow Star —

Soon To Turn Red.

I am speaking to You from

This Black Box, This Hole

But I Can See You,

like The Romper Room Lady —

I am Magic, if You

believe in Magic

— and I feel You must

believe in Something —

There is The Divine, for

I have felt Its Wrath —

There is God, for I have

been beaten down by Him,

now, into this heaving mass

of Human Organism

which rises up before You,

to Speak to You

from The Device I Loathe:

The Device of Corruption, Greed,

Sloth, & Desire.

Yes, I Desire You,

I Desire That You Wake Up

to Hear Me, That You

Wake Up to Feel Me, For

What Am I To You But

All That Is Left of

possible salvation?

I am Your Mother & My

Mother before Me, & Her Mother,

& My Father’s Mother & Her

Mother — I AM ALL MOTHERS

I Speak For The Salvation

of The Children of God

WHO MUST NOW, FINALLY,

GROW UP

*

THE SOBEY’S PARKING LOT 5:15pm

I Was First In Line

For My Abortion

& I Claimed It:

Him/Her I Kept

Forever In My Shattered Heart

In The Next Room Over

From That Waiting Room

Full

Of Silent Women