"velvetine" poems
The conservation of energy in full effect,
Energy presses from inside, colliding to outside,
A reflection from inside a metal water fountain
Draws it into the swirling vortex; a clone of myself sitting on a bench,
Bench I'm sitting on, several secluded fibers banked upon a velvetine valentine between the ceiling and floor. (Couch)
The conservation of energy in full effect,
Behind a vent, nestled, relaxing under the speckled water fountain (Couch)
WA-ter FoUNtain,
I'm the grays and the bleak black bland,
In the conservation of energy in full effect.
Xitia:-- Sent you a -whimpering, sent you a-wishing.
I, myself: Into a victory, into admission.
The conservation of energy in full effect.
Xitia:--- Where do you sit in the waterfall of lessons?
I, myself: In the back, to mask the need for the front.
The conservation of energy in full effect.
Sep 27, 2013
Sep 27, 2013 at 3:22 PM UTC
he found the goddess
like so many do
in a desperate fall through foundation,
clutching to the bleak rim,
praying for context.
his last moment of wholeness
was spent with an upturned face
basking in the backlit rays
of her promise
*time passes
in a rushed imitation of
magic tricks and carnival rides*
when candlelight flew
from velvetine fingers
he hid from her shadow
humbled and yoked
the neon grin of morning
found him
clutching her breath
tucked inside the hollows
sunken through every step
there was nothing left
of his body
but two glass eyes
caught forever staring
into her waxen smile
that never thought to melt
that only broke with smoke
*tell your children:
hope is a scar
the fault, mistake
obsession with beauty
will roll you in ash
(a ghost of his telling)
and empty you’ll wake*
Mar 29, 2013
Mar 29, 2013 at 12:38 AM UTC
at night,
pine branches scratch
the gibbous moon.
velvetine mouth, the opening dark
I am not the only creature
stirred from sleep: far off,
a grosbeak whistles.
the fragment of winter in me
drips.
Mar 14, 2013
Mar 14, 2013 at 4:50 PM UTC
Picture me dancing
On velvetine pathways
Towards sequin peaks in the clouds
I am jumping and skipping
Those ropes you've laid for me
To make sure I don’t lose my way
On the trees I see ribbons
And some flowers for keeping
In colours to match your bright eyes
I am following footsteps
Of chattering parties
Soon I shall be sailing the skies
But rainbows catch fire
And stroboscope lightning
Makes staccato love to me now
Tying senses with ribbons
And handcuffs of neon
I climb to slide down in delight
Feb 24, 2013
Feb 24, 2013 at 11:03 AM UTC
Lovers trapped
in flourescent corners.
Skin shimmers underneath
loose tees,
beige with the kind of sweat
that blackens
Levi's in the crotches.
Her fingers *****
at his mice-sized ears
which hunger
for the acrylic traps
she lays with her fingernails.
If lips had tongues
his lips would say:
"I've had plastic flesh
and mercury is in my veins
cooling me
until I'm frozen
in the arms
of death."
And his lips never touch
hers:
neck,
breastbone,
cleft-chin,
chapped ear lobe,
crackling scalp,
fracturing spine,
splitting abdomen,
scarred heart.
his are never touched by
hers:
lips.
They finger the hills
of each other's skin:
velvetine,
innumerable,
wet.
Starships beep in the night.
Beep through receivers
from a place against the earth,
but not touching it.
THeir voices are intimate
and not there.
Cries are heard from space
and cradled as breathing
treasure.
Intimate,
but not there.
Their fingers touch each other,
infinitely
and not at all.
He feels her
as the earth feels
remote beeps
in remote intimacy.
Jun 29, 2012
Jun 29, 2012 at 9:45 PM UTC
After the parting
They burnt the letters
Sacks and bags
Envelopes and folders
No one wanted to read
The significance inside.
I slid down the side
Of the velvetine covered bed
And sat amongst my treasures
On a brown wooden floor
If tears could break a vase
Mine would all be shattered.
Love Mary **
Jun 11, 2019
Jun 11, 2019 at 5:22 AM UTC
Tickling each bed of moss, the underground, where human ignorance barely touches us; the sheds of light battling us in our soft, black, velvetine bag. Pull the drawstrings tighter, seal off the mouth of the outside monster to almost a whisper. We can plug our ears with stray buttons, orphan belongings to find voyage in our love.
Let me swim in your mouth, make a home on your teeth where I can admire each fleeing word from your gold lined throats. I can wave goodbye to thrown up anger and set you free, light thick fires on the bead of your tongue (set up camp and warm my hands.) I am here for every part of you.
Feb 5, 2011
Feb 5, 2011 at 9:50 AM UTC
Fingers touching with thumbs touching in a pose of air,
like velvetine cloth instead of this fleshy stuff,
full with blood and muscle and skin with blue lines,
on fire now with tapping the plastic keys of a mechanical toy,
down from above where the light makes my eyes wide,
silly addition to man's genius which will save us,
just like his berries and apples that fill us with gasoline,
on fire like my late father who poured it on something,
with car's engines purring like oceans out on the roads,
away from all trouble, people perched on vinyl seats,
talking about their troubles to others with theirs,
as beings all over are sleeping.
May 31, 2010
May 31, 2010 at 11:01 PM UTC
I'm just your cigarette.
Burn me away.
Inhale my toxic fumes.
Fed to the ashtray.
Cooler than nicotine.
Coarser than sand.
Softer than velvetine.
Blood on my hands.
Lungs overwhelmed by the blitzkrieg.
Breathe, if your conscience allows.
Das Blut des Bündnis aushusten,
Leide, du schreckliche Frau.
Menthol defies your betrayal,
caffeine defies your shot nerves.
Tobacco curbs your addiction,
cancer is what you deserve.
Feb 15, 2018
Feb 15, 2018 at 12:04 PM UTC
Centerd around golden seeds
Velvetine pedals from my ivory stem
Beautiful on the outside but
Lifeless deep within
Sep 16, 2017
Sep 16, 2017 at 11:12 PM UTC
who could pass you by
without a breathless gaze
and who would have known
the first day you arrived
a picture window shuttered
from your very presence
ah open stranger
you give so much so soon
hardly time for caresses
before you drop your velvetine clothes
onto the floor
saying goodby
May 19, 2014
May 19, 2014 at 7:50 AM UTC