Poetry Reading: Dreaming in Crystals, by Calvin Shaw

Narrated by Val Cole

POEM:

Silk tangerine sheets dance melodically
as reflections of the sultry moon, gleams
through the lofts balcony, under-shadowed
by the soft lip presses of two sexually stressed humans
pressed against their saturated melaninated skin
pressing old buttons during the practice of procreation
sifting out past lumps and bruised egos for a smooth
path for the new year and new beginnings
with old issues and reforming lumps

bedridden from the magical experience for one
the other has things come to light as the sunrise
pries over the ice capped mountains and through
to her heart realizing she wanted his warmth
and company to bring in the new year and nothing else
she grips her amethyst crystal necklace, pressing a final kiss
upon his innocent forehead, pissed as she strolls toward
the empty parking garage, under-sized heels in hand
she stands waiting for her ride home, lonely

he wakes up and places his warm hand on the cold
form left in his bed, her scent is still fresh
he plans to wash her from his memory for good
a magenta lipstick message on his mirror startles
“DON’T PLAY WHAT’S THERE,
PLAY WHAT’S NOT THERE”
he grabs his Kind of Blue album she gifted him
the Mary Jane provides company as tears cut
through the smoke, listening to “Blue in Green”
he visualizes her amethyst crystal from the
purple haze, lonely days commence again
but he reluctantly says “So What” as the street
orchestra plays in the background of his pain
like a Spike Lee Joint

they will meet between the sheets
on a future new years day
‘Round Midnight