Lucid Dreaming Within Biological Clock
Elizabeth Metzger
Optimistic as a disembodied

heartbeat, I kissed

willy-nilly my worst son’s wounds.

For all my fertile hours,

I didn’t wake unless he slept

inside my ticking—

like white whiskerless rabbits

I let him look me in the brain.

One dream, he handed me

an hourglass of sugar,

then slammed his other hand

on top of mine, when we

were starving for a mouth.

So we had sweetness for a while.

Elizabeth Metzger’s first collection, The Spirit Papers, won the 2016 Juniper Prize and will be published by University of Massachusetts Press in Winter 2017. Her chapbook The Nutshell Studies of Unexplained Death is forthcoming from Horsethief Books. Her poetry has recently appeared in The New YorkerBest New Poets 2015The Iowa Review, and elsewhere. She is the Poetry Editor of the Los Angeles Review of Books Quarterly Journal. 

more by Elizabeth Metzger:
Never Bedtime
Anticipatory Miscarriage
Via Negativa