Lust After Eternity
People resolving on my bed
Count, where provoked, my posts.
Since there's space under the decks,
A man can drown himself in private
Instruments leaking beats,
Wearing down his belts to loops.
But the chains you take to others
You need to go to someone else.
It was easy to know
I was telling the truth.
I had three desires—
I hid the first
Under two stones.
Jessica Laser's poems have recently appeared in Boston Review, iArtistas, and Lana Turner. Originally from Chicago, she received an MFA in Poetry from the Iowa Writers' Workshop in 2012.