The Tomato-coloured Couch 5:30pm
Black Jesus is My Super Persona
He can be Me anywhere
any time
He guards Me & speaks out
socially
He wears black
& silver
& sees in The Night
He’s linked with The 2nd Coming
flip side
dark vs light
19 years ago I was The 2nd Coming of Christ
Today I Am Super Black Jesus
filling in
The Hawk Kitchen 2:52pm
Black Jesus was busy today
in Her Black Jesus Kitchen
She cooked peppers that were going bad
–for spaghetti sauce–
macaroni for Eliza & Tyler
when They get back from Their first night
on The Island
Shepherd’s Pie with corned beef
from The Hawk Basement
She listened to Her Black Jesus Radio
& drank Her Black Jesus Tea
–She was busy all right–
She even did two loads of laundry
still hanging
on Her Black Jesus
Line
That Fly on My Finger —
He’s not scared of Me
& look — how big am I?
–
I’m not scared of The Universe —
It’s been squashed down into Human proportions
inside My Mind
at The Tip of My Finger
The Hawk West Deck Window 11:46am
I have The Power
to Reshape The Universe
I have The Power
to Reshape The Universe
I have The Power to
Reshape The Universe
I Have To
I Have To
Reshape — Reshape
The Universe is not some array of pond scum
The Universe Is Me
I have been made uncomfortable —
no, I didn’t lose My House in a hurricane —
I have lost My Trust
My Faith
in Humanity
— not God —
there will always be God for Me
made only too obvious
by The Shower Of Silver Lights
& I used to say God is Humanity and Humanity is God —
where is Our Human Intelligence
Our Honesty
Our Correct Judgement
Our Truth?
Am I to shoot
Silver Streaks
at My Fellow Man?
& The Women —
what should I shoot at Them —
flowers out of pistol barrels?
The Hawk West Desk Window 4:30pm On The Dot
Well Black Jesus is at It again
in front of Tim Horton’s
to a bevy of Young Females
smoking
She strides over to Them
& rhetorically asks:
“Hey Young Ladies —
What does It look like
smoking in front of Tim Horton’s?
— Think About It –”
“So do You have the right
to tell Us what to do —
Bitch?”
The Hawk Kitchen 6:30pm
I have My Big Black Cat Astro
Who could be targeted by Halloween pranksters
as warned by a cat-loving Secretary
Astro cannot be let out
until Cover of Darkness
and this at My Husband’s insistence
— He thinks Astro is safe —
if anything happened to My Astro
I would be inconsolably bereft
My Art Framer Al Delaney
former Mayor of Shelburne, Nova Scotia
called this morning
to tell Me He finished framing
My Letter from former Mayor Ed Koch
of New York City
& My Letter from former Governor Tom Kean
of New Jersey
written upon The Completion
of My Ten-thousand Square-foot Elliptical Spiral
on The Roof of The Former #5 World Trade Center
You appeared in the doorway
of an old-fashioned water closet
temporarily housing Me
I lifted My Bandaged Right Hand
in front of You
— snapped It in place —
& You laughed
Joanna Gilman Hyde 