Joanna Gilman Hyde

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Tag: hospital

TIME IS OUR MEDIUM

I am checking My Views

for Self Organizing Galaxy

@ 9:11am & 9:11pm

Atlantic Standard Time

FLIRTATION

July 22nd 2012 THE HAWK DECK 10:46am

I slurped the last

of a juice pack

& thought of how I didn’t eat

years ago when I weighed

111 lbs

& what did I drink?

July 23rd 2012 THE HAWK BEDROOM 9:04am

Today I Rise

to The Edge of Depression

sitting in The Bed

of My Pea Soup Hospital Room

with The Window Wide Open

to let in Bird Calls

of Wellness

THE HAWK PORTICO 5:22pm

My Graffiti Years

may have begun

when I was a hospital patient

supposedly recovering at home

while My Father visited

& drove Me scheming

to emblazon each of The Town’s public mirrors

with one Gold Emblem

each with the word “God” inscribed

to describe the reflected viewer

Maybe I Should I Have Used Silver Stickers?

CANADA DAY 2012

We’re in a Catch-22

& 22 is The Number That Guides Me

Today I Watched The Spray

from My Shower Animate

The Fabric of My Wash Cloth —

am I giving too much away?

I’m dressed in Baby Blue Puma Shorts

White Linen LL Bean Tank

Ancient Sandals

from The Yarmouth Hospital

3 Silver Bangles on My Left Wrist

Silver Hoops from My Ears

Rings of Gold

upon My Hands

& My Stainless Steel Open Heart Bulova Watch

around My Right Arm

THE HAWK DIARY

I have dreamt The Dream

of a Life Time

here in this darkened Back Room

behind a room

of Hospital #1

David —

I have come

to The Core

of The Matter

It Is Black

but Not Deadly 

ATLANTICA 5:17pm

How many exhausted women

have taken Their Hands

out of The Hand Wash —

The Laundry of Husbands

& Hospitals —

to dry Their Hands

to write?

ATLANTICA 10:35am

I wonder if I am going

to fall into a routine —

sleeping with My Pills

showering in The Morning

walking to The Infirmary

visiting Dr Blair —

walking back to The Hotel

awaiting My Message

There