Never Bedtime
Elizabeth Metzger
  I have a phantom who exists only at noon.
   
  She sighs out all the milk
  she foregoes the rest of the hours
  in an everlasting blue vein
  letting me down.
   
  In her omniscient aloneness
  her instincts are quartz and full of time
  She does not need me to speak
  or love or die.
   
  What some call shy
  I see as her unconditional wish to leave
  no mark
  on the most beautiful hour
   
  to answer to no mother no word.

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:
Lucid Dreaming Within Biological Clock
Anticipatory Miscarriage
Via Negativa
Pre-Elegy