The Hawk West Desk Window 10:22am
This is The Year
I am no longer
The Second Coming of Christ —
instead, or along with —
EYE am An Artist
with The Spirit of Christ
allowing Me to Create
& Create & Create
& Create & Create
& Create
The Hawk Queen Bed 8:52pm
There was a home-made house
once
built of stone
& piled-up floors
built by My Grand Father Bobby Hyde
& I as a child
called it “The Christmas House”
& asked My Mother
when were We going back
“To The Christmas House?”
& now I have My X-Miss Tree
still up
& being ogled
by people
Who call Me an artist
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 9:50am
EYE see a shadow
from a neighbour’s barn
with a patch of light
reflected from the picture window
of My Upper Storey —
Yeah, so what
You might say —
but to Me
The Vision
says It All
The Hawk First Window 11:20am
I have made M(EYE) Mark
against a brilliant wall
of grey
& if You want to know
where,
I’ll tell You:
in My New Exercise Room
AND UPON
OUR UNIVERSE
The Hawk X Miss Tree 4:30pm
I am seeing The Breath
of The Universe
play on My Living Room Wall
enchanting Me
by the undulating placement
of light from The Sun
touching My Only Flat Silver Ball
cascading in slow motion
In & Out
The Hawk Window Seat 1:51pm
Today I am seeing
The Silver of The South
for M(EYE) First Time
through The Scrub Spruce
bounding
M(EYE) Water View
from a bedroom window
cushioning The Light House
with clouds
over-laying
a fine winter sun
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 9:55am
Today I have seen
the contemporary slash
of Silver on
My Horizon
& still,
when I blink
in the bathroom
before the washer & dryer
I see the customary
strip of Lime Green
The Hawk Kitchen 6:55am
EYE saw the negative imprint
of a darkened galaxy
splattered on My Bread Board
when I went to make the coffee
I swept it in the sink
& wept for My Children
inwardly
My Journal for statements
Tonight in My Bath
of necessity
I took out the purple
galaxies folding down around Me
& laid them on the edge
of The Universe
for safe-keeping
The Hawk Exercise Room 9:57am
M(EYE) Pill
is M(EYE) Power
prescribed by My Tall
Psychiatrist
— I don’t want to mess
with Him —
EYE take It twice a day
@ 9:11
& It kills
Me
Joanna Gilman Hyde 