The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 2:50pm
EYE will put M(EYE) Self
on The Edge of Calamity
handing out M(EYE) cans of soup
gathering up M(EYE) Gold of Humanity
counting up M(EYE) Alien Silver
& nay praying
for Our Ultimate
Collapse
of Faith
The Hawk Living Room 12:50pm
When I see
My Portrait
in the glass of My Son’s shot
of The Ceiling Lights
in a Montreal subway station
I see The Rays coming
out of My Head
& I see M(EYE) X Miss Tree
in the shimmering distance
of The Tunnel
The Hawk Dining Room 9:44am
When I see The Silver
Light Light Light
on The Atlantic Shore
I know that I am
Safe Safe Safe
from early morning anxiety
involving letting Cats
in & out
Five Five Five
Times
The Hawk Dining Room 8:00am
There’s a crack
in The Clouds
letting in The Golden Peach
Light of The Sun
above My Neighbour’s Rooftop
and as I write
The Gleam of The Orb
pushes through
to create an arc
on The Wall
to My Back
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 9:41am
Yesterday I was compelled to listen
to David Bowie’s
“I Am A Black Star”
EYE got creeped out
& then He
Died
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 11:05am
The Universe
is A Giant Kitty Box
with The Wild Stars
scattered on Our Floor
at The Foot of Our Basement Stairs
— The Cats Who use It
are God
& Those Who Clean It —
Christ
The Hawk Queen Bed, January 8,11:04pm
There’s a New God
On The Block —
She’s outdone, beaten up
The Old Guy
with Her Hair, Dark
in a bun — orange blossom
at Her Ear —
She sits on My Right Shoulder
& tells Me with Her Voice So Dear:
“You Know The Meaning of Life
So You Are A Star —
So Go To Sleep”
The Hawk West Desk Window 10:22am
This is The Year
I am no longer
The Second Coming of Christ —
instead, or along with —
EYE am An Artist
with The Spirit of Christ
allowing Me to Create
& Create & Create
& Create & Create
& Create
The Hawk Queen Bed 8:52pm
There was a home-made house
once
built of stone
& piled-up floors
built by My Grand Father Bobby Hyde
& I as a child
called it “The Christmas House”
& asked My Mother
when were We going back
“To The Christmas House?”
& now I have My X-Miss Tree
still up
& being ogled
by people
Who call Me an artist
The Hawk First Window 11:20am
I have made M(EYE) Mark
against a brilliant wall
of grey
& if You want to know
where,
I’ll tell You:
in My New Exercise Room
AND UPON
OUR UNIVERSE
Joanna Gilman Hyde 