by Louise Mathias
In the ocean of our bed(s) I am suddenly right.
All our mouths, (all of us), stuffed with lace.
Not echoes but chandeliers. Not bones but bliss.
I want to ward off everything
that looks at you that way.
I need to buy you a freshly killed X.
Louise Mathias is the author of Lark Apprentice, which won the New Issues Poetry Prize, Above All Else the Trembling Resembles a Forest, which won the Burnside Review Chapbook Contest, and The Traps (forthcoming from Four Way Books). She splits her time between the wilds of Joshua Tree, California and the wilds of Northern Indiana. Her website is www.louisemathias.com.
*Photo courtesy of Paolo Margari.
