The Hawk Exercise Room 9:57am
M(EYE) Pill
is M(EYE) Power
prescribed by My Tall
Psychiatrist
— I don’t want to mess
with Him —
EYE take It twice a day
@ 9:11
& It kills
Me
The Hawk Outpost 8:15pm
EYE
have fake EYE lashes
&
EYE
am That Woman
Who hammered Her Right Fist
against a steel door
one night until Her Watch Band
popped —
Yes, I am That Woman
Who sat in a Lotus Position
on a mattress
on a floor
in the dimly lit
“Therapeutic Quiet Room”
while a female psychiatrist
from India
popped Her Head
through
the door
The Hawk Queen Bed 8:46am
I had a dream
of My Faithful Old Psychiatrist
Who once boomed
“I will never give up on You!”
I had a dream
He was in love with Me
soft spoken
He held My Hand
& We were the friends
We could never be
The Hawk Queen Bed 9:11pm
The Colour of Moonlight
fell on My Head
The Colour of Moonlight
made sure I was dead
inside My Mind
My Faith It was changed
to see My Self First
My Plans were arranged
to live out My Life
attached to One Sprite
That Light has stayed with Me
even @ Night
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 3:34pm
If
I
had
had
My Aqua Wool Skeins
& filament needles
in The Yarmouth Psychiatric Unit
–
purl
knit
purl
knit
–
knit
knit
knit
knit
–
would They have let Me
out?
The Hawk Portico 5:30pm
My Ativan Prescription
is filled @ the pharmacy
but I’m trying to figure
whether to purl or knit
instead
of going to get It —
there was a time
a grey time
when I would have held
the bottle close
& seen My Self
indulging in several times
the recommended dose
just to conk out
from life
or death
Listening to Future Islands 8:25pm
One night
an eternity ago
when I was young with My Brother
alive, yet within the walls
of Our Psychiatric Unit
He gave Me a white carnation
& a red rose & said
I was The Rose — I asked Him
to join Me in the morning
in My Pink Bedspread-ed Room
to make the announcement
to Our tall psychiatrist:
as I took Howard’s hand
I pronounced to Dr Chandler
“We are The Second Coming of Christ”
and he, that very tall man
with the booming voice
walked out
Joanna Gilman Hyde 