The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 4:15pm
will be emblazoned
with underlining of Red
A Black Exclamation Mark
with The Point
a star
of glitter
against a dripping Swamp Green
from paint
in M(EYE) Basement
The Hawk Queen Bed 9:47am
When I paint My Staircase
glossy black
to lead up to My Canvas
titled “I Poured Out
My Black Heart”
I will be laying
the foundation
of sky on steps
to highlight the wafting
cat hair galaxies
stray stars
of dust
& every trace
of human
The Hawk West Desk Window 10:58am
I am ready to go
in My Ripped Grey Capris
& sleeveless purple top
dressed in the colours
I couldn’t paint
on top of My Bathroom Door
— grey —
(We have no towel racks)
& purple draped over
the door handle
The Hawk Queen Bed 10:06am
Oh how I want to knead
a double weave of lavender
& green —
I want so badly
to meld a shield
of diamond coloured star
in My Center
Oh how I want to paint
the emblematic Silver
of My Center
My Big Black X
so I could make a pair
to My Black Star
The Hawk Queen Bed 9:52pm
If I were to paint
a picture of My Self
what colour would I use
to start? Yellow, please
as I see Me in a room
of Gold
with Purple Rings
under My Eyes
as I see Them sag
into disproportion
I would put Chartreuse
upon My Fallen Lids
stark Black for Brows
still arched
My Two Left Moles
would be three-dimensional
& My Lips, cracked slightly
with age lines
would be a Lurid Red
maybe smearing across
The Right Side
Of My Face
The Hawk Outpost 6:49pm
The Scraggly Apple
is illuminated
with the eastern clouds
a rare mauve pink
The moon is up
My Fuchsia Painting is finished
& My Husband has said
I can hang It over
The Tomato-coloured Couch
My Daughter & I
came back from The Beach
I hung Our Towels on The Line
I checked My Blog
to find a New Follower
soulblindministry
whose Donate Heart
was just like Mine
(My Daughter didn’t think so)
just like Mine
in My Eye Am
painting
Just Like Mine
Joanna Gilman Hyde 