The Tomato-coloured Couch 4:40pm
Rudy Link’s Head was cushioned
on My Stomach
as I lay on My Side
of Dr Blair’s Bed
I was attending to
Rudy’s Hair & Face
the way
I tend to Hunter’s
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 3:42pm
Oh Hair Grow
when I inhale the fur
of My Big Black Astro
Oh Hair when I cut You off
22 years ago
how could I have known
I would have the love for You
that I do now?
You would be My Greatest Comfort —
I will gleefully brush You
braid You, pin You decoratively
care for You with balsamic solutions —
every follicle I own on My Head
please be rejuvenated and never
turn back to the darkness
of severity of Truth —
I want to live My Dream
& My Dream is You flying,
whipping Your Golden Fabrication
around My Shoulders
protecting Me as a mantel
of Hope & Love
for This World
of Happiness
We need so badly
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 4:16pm
I will wear My Hair
in a braid at My Side
an appendage of strength
never to be pulled in jest
held in place by coloured bands
complimenting My Face
decorating My Self
for the admiration
of women as well
as men
The Hawk Deck 2:22pm
The Crumpled Up Napkin
hovering over My Husband’s Dark Lunch Plate
set with galactic crumbs
looked to Me like God
on His Cloud
allowing Me to decide
to get My Hair done
once a week
Joanna Gilman Hyde 