Mother Moon
by Lisa M. Cole
I am numb
in the undertow
of your trophy hand, &
in lieu of deliverance
the water confesses
to my mother moon.
At this,
she is alarmed.
Trancing, touched, but not sated, I wait—
my breath wide like a billowing sheet.
I watch as the slanted dusk—blind
in one eye—rests itself
across my windowpane, &
to subdue the void,
I claw my way through
sleep’s calamities.
Lisa M. Cole is the author of Heart Full of Tinders & Dreams of the Living, both of which are forthcoming from ELJ Publications. Lisa has also written a variety of chapbooks including The Love Machine from Yellow Flag Press, and Living in a Lonely House from Dancing Girl Press. You can find a full list of her publications at her website: lisamcole.blogspot.com.