Making Your Bed by DS Maolalai

pulling your linens 

hard against the mattress. like flags at airports,

tight in high winds. piling 

old sheets in the corner

and putting down new ones – 

our tangled scent and memory

given way to smells of chemicals.

I don’t know if I like this;

replacing the comfort of odours

with something that comes from a bottle,

which smells the way that someone 

has decided flowers smell,

but I know you do. and really,

who wants dirty bedlinens? 

I’ll like this just as much

when we’re both asleep tonight. 

I tuck it at the corners

and strip the comforter

for new covers.

you are in the kitchen

sorting the rest of the washing. it’s winter,

walls batting cold 

like a horsetail with flies. 

I feel that I could take your laundry

and pile it with my fingers.

push it down

like leaves in compost.

fall in it backwards

and sink.

Author Bio: DS Maolalai has been nominated eight times for Best of the Net and five times for the Pushcart Prize. His poetry has been released in two collections, “Love is Breaking Plates in the Garden” (Encircle Press, 2016) and “Sad Havoc Among the Birds” (Turas Press, 2019)

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