YET ANOTHER STAR POEM
The Hawk En-suite Bath 7:55pm
Yes, EYE have counted
The Black Stars
left by M(EYE) Body
against The Whiteness
of The Tub & EYE
Yes I, have de-s(EYE)de-ed
that as Their Number
totals ELEVEN
EYE am in
Good Hands
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 10:51am
EYE just hit
22 minutes & 22 seconds
on M(EYE) C2
& have come up
to The Hawk Kitchen Outpost
to see M(EYE) Sea
struck in Silver
YAY!!!
The Hawk Basement 9:46am
M(EYE) Basement Floor
is galactic
I stand above
its stainage
of red & green
with excess sparkles
as The Stars —
trillions of Stars —
EYE couldn’t sweep
Them all up
Friday The 13th, The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 7:47am
What does The Silver Sun
tell Me Today?
What does The Moth
I set free say?
Along with being a pro-active opponant
of The World’s Largest
Global Financial Scam
in Human History
I am enmeshed, idealistically
in The Biggest Love Story
in Human History
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 10:11am
Standing firm in My Mrs Blair
grey sweat suit
from LL Bean
I order My Silver
watching The Shimmering Sea
and wearing no rings —
My Hands are naked
for the induction
of M(EYE) PROPHECY
The Hawk Queen Bed 2:45pm
Here I am on The Hawk Queen Bed
with Hunter, The Cats
and The Birds through the windows —
I can hear The Surf, distantly
and the fog has cleared
leaving rays of light
on My Wadded Up Bathrobe
set aside
The Hawk Queen Bed 2:22pm
Yesterday I made a loaf of bread
today I spent the day in bed
it matters not what song I sing
it’s with My Heart
the words I bring
I see My Self in a future far
away so long to reach a star
like Don Quixote
I’m sure to be
and down I’ll go
in History
The Hawk Queen Bed 11:55am
My Husband has brought Me
a cup of tea
and so a cup of Life
I will drink away the scalding brew
and think away My Strife