The Hawk Dining Room 7:20am
The Sky is clear
but for a lateral
curling of cloud
grey & slanted toward the South
along My Ocean Horizon
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 6:55pm
EYE have decided to leave
My Fuchsia Lip Print
on The Rim of My Sacred Life Glass –
It rests
like a purple leaf above
the scripted “Life”
set in Black
& EYE drink from It
layer upon layer
The Hawk Living Room 5:10pm
EYE am wearing
My REAL Black Jesus Underpants
& EYE am writing with
a still-good Birks pen cartridge:
EYE have seen
the 3-Dimensionality
of M(EYE) obliterated abortion
heart
in the middle of M(EYE) Black Star
& EYE Still See It!!
The Hawk Kitchen 8:30am
When I see
The Magic
on My Kitchen Clock
I stand back —
EYE take It in —
those Numbers : 2:22
or 9:11
or M(EYE) Best Friend —
10:22
Those Numbers take Me back
& fill Me Whole
with the recall
of M(EYE) most famous
Moment
22 years ago:
10:22
The Moment with M(EYE) Lover
Who accepted Me
& what EYE said
unconditionally
The Hawk Beach Guzzle 3:25pm
The Universe
is a stretch of beach
be-spotted with the turds of gulls
each spray or puddle is unique:
The Galaxies
of The Ocean’s Lull
The Hawk Basement Exercise Room 10:38am
On My C2 Rowing Machine
I breathe with My Mouth
Open
I breathe in The Air
from The Basement Window
Cracked —
I breathe in The Air
of Nova Scotia
& I don’t even care
if The Roof of My Mouth
goes dry
The Hawk Portico 2:00pm
EYE am very happy
sitting here on My Portico
in bathrobe & slippered feet
on the 6th of December
in the sun
on this beleaguered Anniversary
of the 1989 Montreal Massacre*
having just begun
My Painting
titled “I Have Poured Out M(EYE) Black Heart”
* On December 6, 1989, fourteen female engineering students were gunned down, another ten women and four men injured, at Ecole Polytechnique in Montreal, Quebec. The massacre was carried out single handedly by Marc Lepine who claimed he “hated feminists.” He killed himself with the final shot.
The Hawk Kitchen 5:06pm
EYE have A Star
on M(EYE) Kitchen Floor
— I will not sweep It up!
I will let It twinkle
@ M(EYE) Feet
& Love The Domain
Eye see beneath
The Tomato-coloured Couch 4:30pm
EYE opened My Napping EYES
to a sky of Gold
to The Mapping of My World
plain as candy
spun sugar
held by little children
unguided
The Hawk Kitchen 12:30pm
Thank You, little
oven clock
lifting My Spirit
with Your Skewed Time
I catch You
whenever I can
when You catch Me
with The Magic
of M(EYE) Numbers
You remind Me
of Pre-destiny
and EYE am eternally grateful
Joanna Gilman Hyde 