The Hawk Queen Bed 10:22am
Spread out before Me
is My Unmade Bed
covered in rubbery white
against spills —
I see The Hairs of Life
embedded as the Theory
of Strings & Galaxies
against Our Backdrop
of Infinity
The Hawk Queen Bed 9:35pm
I laid a birthday card
for a friend
inside My Mother’s
Random House Dictionary
unabridged
between witch-elm
and woman of the street
to be found
possibly
when I’m dead
The Hawk Dining Room 1:11pm
EYE have just seen
the most extraordinary thing
against M(EYE) Dining Room
window pane EYE saw
Two House FL(EYE)S
apparently mating
& when They separated
One remained & pulsated
a penis?
& extruded a spot of clear serum
upon the glass
EYE had just cleaned
this morning
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 7:55am
The Sun Has Risen
Above A Bank Of Fog
Obscuring My True Horizon
Creating A Softer Line
Couching The Sun’s Reflection
In The Ocean
Underneath
The Hawk Queen Bed
8:00 am
a disheveled looking Gull
got His Breakfast
of 1 slice of white bread
thrown in chunks
left-handed
like a girl
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 1:22pm
I will change out of My LL Bean Cashmere Sweater
out of My Reitman’s grey stretchy pants
I am upstairs now @ The Hawk West Desk Window
about to order My Self
de-clothed:
off with My Everyday Sandals
keeping on My Dark Grey Underwear
& galaxy filament-ed bra —
I am about to cloak My Self
in My Warm Grey Bathrobe —
There! I did it!
& I’ve left My Smoky Crystal Dangly Earrings
on
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 7:22pm
Lime-green bug
in Your See-thru wings
when first I saw Your Underside
You were pale yellow
against My Window —
what r u trying to tell Me?
I went outside
to touch You very carefully —
You took to My Hand
& flew
The Tomato-coloured Couch 3:11pm
I have slipped
into cashmere grey
I have looked
@ My Passing
vehicles as grey now —
differing shades
to reassure Me
on My Track
The Hawk West Desk Window 12:06pm
I emerged dressed for a party
from The A Train
@ 110th Street
@night
& was blocked on the stairs
by a young punk
making hand signals
asking Me if I knew
where to get The A Train
I said, “You know perfectly well
where to get The A Train –”
but by then the crowd
was gone
I was back on the platform
two other muggers
approached from either side
I was caught
they demanded My Wallet
which was in a shoulder bag
I said, “What if I don’t give It to you?”
the thug from the stairs
pulled out a switch blade
I dug out My Purse —
the guy to My Left
took off My World Trade Center Watch
given to Me by My Mother
the guy to My Right looked
@ My Mother’s Silver Bangles
but didn’t take Them
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 9:50am
I looked for A Silver Streak
out upon The Water
& saw A Silver Cloud
instead
meshed within
The Sky
parallel to
My Horizon
Joanna Gilman Hyde 