The Hawk Living Room 1:08pm
I just danced
to Daft Punk, One More Time
here in My Hawk Living Room
— the last time I danced
like I was from Outer Space
was during one month
in The Nova Scotia Hospital —
for Those Who don’t know
It’s The Province’s largest mental hospital
re-named The East Coast Forensic Unit
and of that month
I cannot recall a single day
but the day I arrived
The Hawk Kitchen 8:30am
I have been wrestling
with God all My Life
finally I am winning
I have taken control
of the biggest force I know
& made Him do
His Dirty Work
for Me
The Hawk Kitchen 6:41pm
There’s nothing delicate
about Me —
I talk with My Mouth Full
I wipe My Hands on My Pants
I dress in Fiery Reds
& Elevate My Voice
so that even The Deaf can hear
Me
for A Change
The Hawk Kitchen 8:19am
I once created
a giant banana popsicle
covered in chocolate wax
It got driven on top
of a car
through Lower Manhattan
one fabulous night
It visited a gay bar
down by The Hudson
to arrive at The World Trade Center
@ Dawn
The Halo Book
My Voice rang out
beyond the Drive-thru microphone
“One Large Decaf, Double Cream —
That’s It –“
&
My Signature lies crumpled
on a Wilson’s exchange slip*
dropped in a concrete encasement
for an air conditioning vent
*retrieved April 7, 2015 complete with bug
The Hawk Corner Room 5:14pm
Today The Ocean
went from Blue
to Grey
& I sat above It
to contemplate
My Self —
& do You know what
I discovered?
That with My Husband
reading War & Peace
beside Me
I can say anything
in The World
& be heard
The Hawk Corner Room, Halo Book
Seated In The Lotus
Position
I Feel A Man’s Tongue
Inside My Mouth
My Teeth Outline
His Length
His Motion
His Girth
Joanna Gilman Hyde 