Joanna Gilman Hyde

10:48am

I look at the water dazzle

& think of what to write

I’ve been with Hunter

thirteen years

& not without a fight

–

11:00am

I want to climb into bed

like A Child

& hold onto My Daddy’s Head

from here to infinity

wild

OK ‘cuz now He’s dead

–

11:22am

A Butterfly has inspected

Me

I don’t know where She’ll

Land

perhaps on Someone Else’s

Lips

or in a Friendship’s

Hand