CROWD-PLEASING CHANT
The Hawk Queen Bed 10:22pm
WHO IS GOD?
We Are God
WHAT IS GOD?
We Are God
WHERE IS GOD?
Here Is God
WHERE?
Here!
WHERE?
Here!!
WHERE?!
Hear!!!
The Hawk Queen Bed 10:22pm
WHO IS GOD?
We Are God
WHAT IS GOD?
We Are God
WHERE IS GOD?
Here Is God
WHERE?
Here!
WHERE?
Here!!
WHERE?!
Hear!!!
The Hawk Family Room 4:52pm
I Have A Message
fuelled by One Blonde Beer
sitting in A Brown Leather Swivel Chair
looking South Out A Double Window —
My Husband lists the unavailability
of Silver
by domestic bullion dealers
My Message Is: Gather Your Wits
buy what You can of Grain
& Gold
& hold onto Your Children, Your House
Your Guiding Beliefs
let not the government
break down Your Door
The Hawk West Desk Window 12:13pm
I saw An Angel Once
— while My Mother lay dying —
She Flew from Left to Right
amidst The Bows of A Lofty Pine
I told My Mother Where To Look
for Belly, Arms, Sleeves
She turned Her Head, My Mother did
so She Never Leaves
The Yarmouth Psychiatric Unit, Yarmouth NS
about ten years ago
Take One Firm Believer
Who Thinks She’s It
Throw In A Dose Or Two Of Scepticism
Stir It All Up
Heap On A Prayer
Cook On High
Until Ready To Serve
The Tomato-coloured Couch 5:10pm
Not even charging black dogs
could hold Me back
from The Offered Rose braced
against the sea shore stones
to let Me throw out
into the foaming tide
the detritus of My Mother’s Death
The Tomato-coloured Couch 6:47pm
I was That 37 Year-old
with The New Haircut
back from Pass
— why was I even in There?
Because I thought
I was The Second Coming of Christ
wearing A Sign on My Blouse
“Waiting To Be Believed”
with A Helium Balloon tied
to My Very Thin Wrist
being told by Nurses
to take off My “inappropriate” Sign
& My Balloon
so They would agree
to talk to Me
The Tomato-coloured Couch 5:22pm
I Am The Silver-Black Crow
Eating My Heart Out
Pecking My Skull
“Let Me Out”
“Let Me Out”
–
Curl Up My Sleek Feathers
Gather My Dark Wings Together
Like Hands In Prayer
“Away With Me”
“Away”