The Hawk Living Room 2:00pm
I am sitting cross-legged
in a column
of light
on My Living Room Floor
I have a cup of tea
within reach
The Radio is on
playing a song
I like
& I Am Dreaming
The Hawk Queen Bed 7:45am
Once I Saw The Light Of God
Streaking Down Around Me
–
It Made Me Speak
“I Am The Second Coming…”
–
Now I Think
You’ve Found Me
The Hawk Kitchen 6:30pm
The Clouds Along The Eastern Horizon
are light, light cream and blue
with a darker bank, fog-like, above
Meanwhile, to The West
The Horizontal Clouds Are Dark Blue
with white, feathery banking
highlighted
by a hidden sun
–
I look from East To West
and back again
and watch the tricky play of light
unfolding off
a day of rain
The Hawk Corner Room 5:12pm
I have given up
on Black & Purple
— That Lethal Combination —
even when My Black Cat sits
beside a pair of Purple
UGG Boots by The Kitchen Door
I think of My Art School Satin Lips
& Black Fuzzy Bed
of Purple Phalli
I am no longer interested
in The Symbolism of The Night
of hidden passions
under cover of Darkness
I am in The Sedate
Components
of The Spectrum
I see A Room Inside
a big black TV Screen
I see a lamp, some books & DVDs
mirrored for My View
–
I slide over to My Left
to have a shoulder, Left
exposed with half
My Head
–
A Red Light
below My Chest
–
“DON’T MOVE”
Joanna Gilman Hyde 