THIS GOT ME OUT OF BED
The Hawk West Desk Window 12:05pm
I Have A New Bible
to Thump —
Open It Clean Down The Middle
& Pummel It With Your Thumbs:
It’s Titled The Joanna Hyde School of Thought —
Believe In Your Self First
then believe in God
The Hawk West Desk Window 12:05pm
I Have A New Bible
to Thump —
Open It Clean Down The Middle
& Pummel It With Your Thumbs:
It’s Titled The Joanna Hyde School of Thought —
Believe In Your Self First
then believe in God
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 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 7:15pm
When My First Husband told Me
He Loved Me
I wore a floral summer dress
to receive My Canadian Citizenship
He was renting a room
outside of Halifax
for a movie job
— He was a Master Carpenter —
I stayed the night with Him
— brought The Children —
in the sparse house of a Scientologist
— the only books were Scientology —
in the dark, quietly
with Eliza in Her portable crib
& Peak on a spare bed
I heard “I Love You”
in My Left Ear
The Tomato-coloured Couch 7:47pm
In My Royal Purple Velour Blazer
by Vince Cumoto, size 8
My Ultra Skinny Simon Chang
Black Denim Leggings, size 8
My College Made In Canada
Black Ankle Boots, size 8
With My Mother’s Island House Sale Present
to My Self:
My BIRK’S Sterling Esty Swirl Bangle
On My Left Forearm
With My BIRK’S Gold Dagger in My Right Fist
I Will Defend My Silver Shower
To The Death
The Hawk Portico NOON
Today I began reading a Baptist Tract on Sin & Salvation
inside the top of a boxed offering of baked goods
— a man brought the box to My Side Door
saying “It’s for Dr Blair — we’re giving them out
to people over seventy”
–
As I sat on My Portico in My Bathrobe
I looked at The Tract
The seven minutes it will take you to
read this message could be the most
valuable time you will ever spend
I read to the part where Everyone’s a Sinner
& a huge military (Fisheries?) jet buzzed
around the corner of My House
I looked up to The Aircraft until it was gone
& put The Tract back in Its food box
–
I made another cup of tea
–
I came out again to sit in The Sun
& hesitantly picked up The Tract
to read about Hell & Damnation
but The Plane came roaring again
My Hands went together
I crumpled up My Seven Most Valuable Minutes
into a snowball