The Tomato-coloured Couch 7:15pm
I have painted
The Sacred Heart
The Bon Jovi Heart
The Broken Heart
of My Third Child
–
I have painted
The Silver Lights
of My Black Star
violent
immovable
immortalized
beyond Me
The Hawk Queen Bed 9:40pm
This Book Is Black
and I am waiting to be born
out of The Murky Red
into The Light
afforded All Of Humanity
allowed to live
–
This Book Is Black
and I will come out
to Speak My Name
and be caressed
not by The Hand Of God
but by The Human Hand
of My Mother
–
This Book Is Black
and I will grow
to protect My Spirit
and when I die
I will be born again
into The Space
occupied by the width
and breadth
of My Mind
It Will Be Bright
My Future Will Be
Forever Bright
The Tomato-coloured Cock 9:22pm
(notes from an unscheduled meeting with an old psychiatrist)
“You’re just a very nice Lady Who lives in Shelburne –”
“Well, I don’t live in Shelburne anymore —
and do You know
what colour My Underwear is, Jimbo?”
“No, I don’t”
“It’s Red — Jimbo — Red Lace — and
do You know how many views I have
on My New York City Rooftop Painting?
three thousand, and twenty-two — what do I stand for Now?
“I don’t know –”
“I’m An American — Jimbo —
dressed here in Red, White and Blue
wearing My Pro-Life underwear —
and if You ever call Me a nice lady again
I’ll kick You in the balls”
The Tomato-coloured Couch 5:55pm
White Trucks are mechanical Angels of Mercy
I saw One driving out of the polling station today
after voting for My Liberal MLA
(Member of The Provincial Legislative Assembly)
Whom My Husband says is Pro-Life
The Tomato-coloured Couch 6:22pm
In This Red Book
I Write Instruction
for Women of Child-bearing Years
I Write Steadfast Instruction:
Lay Down Your Tools
of Abortion
Think
of The Twins
Think
of The Single Entities of Humanity
Look At What You Are Doing
To Your Selves
And To The People Who Love You
Think
of What Possession
You Have Been Given —
How Can You Not Want It?
He And She Are A Significant Part
of You
And You Are
All Of Them
The Hawk West Desk Window 5:10pm
If I were God, Which I Am,
I would decree the legalization
of Gay Marriage
the decriminalization of Street Drugs & Prostitution
the illegalization of Abortion
the equalization of God & Humanity
The Hawk West Desk Window 10:11pm
In a dim-lit windowless room
of Planned Parenthood
I must have signed My Life
away —
I say Must
because I do not remember
The Signature —
I say Life
because It was
Mine
The Hawk Corner Room 1:53pm
You were incubating within Me
sixteen years ago
and on the anniversary of My Mother’s Death
by fate
You were removed
still screaming
as I hear You now
propelling Me to write out
what You still mean —
Where Are Your Bones?
Did You Have Them?
Are They in The Starry Dust
I See Throughout My House?
And Your Little Heart —
Did You Have One Yet?
Does It Beat When I Hear
My Favourite Songs?
And Your Blood —
The Only Part Of You I’m Sure Of —
It Still Gushes From Me
And Pushes Me Through
Joanna Gilman Hyde 