Dear Guy Tozzoli:
You always called Me
“The World’s Greatest Artist”
You said
“You’re The Greatest Woman To Ever Live”
–
You provided the rectilinear framework
I provided The Nautilus
–
Am I Not
“The Face Who Launched A Thousand Ships?”
We Mark Stages In Our Lives
By The Pets We Have Loved
—
My Pet Lies Tonight
As The Nautilus
Our Black & White Kitty
Wants To Be Petted —
I Am Dressed In Black & Grey
having come to realize
Self Organizing Galaxy
spawned 9/11
M(eye) Daughter’s Name
is whispered in The Restaurant
with Her Face covered
except for Her Left Eye
covered by a cell phone
texting messages to a German in Mexico
on M(eye) Fifty-First Birthday
She announces Eye am
The Most Graceful Eater
She Has Ever Known
"No Body's Gonna Mess W' My Super Cat!" Today I got My Super Cat -- not the tabby from My Childhood -- Today I got ASTRO -- The Longest Living Cat From The Pound -- The Biggest, Sleekest, Blackest Cat picked out by Me when All I had To Go By was a dark and haunted face sticking out from a butterflied cat bed advertising He Was Free! (since He'd been there over a year the adoption fee would be waived) but now He's worth My Life -- I don't have to say "He's My Mascot!" This Is All I Have To Say -- and I've said it to Him already: "Astro, Wherever YOU go, I GO" - written by Joanna Gilman Hyde Blair on December 2nd in The Year 2010 (& not written in Her Diary)
Joanna Gilman Hyde 