Anderson's city [cellular hell] - original poem

Anderson's city [cellular hell]

Anderson taught me

that a city is an organism

living and breathing

with many intricate

tiny moving parts

all relative to one another

as a child builds

with plastic building blocks

before upgrading to cement

We've bio-engineered our homes

stacking organelles

and living rooms

atop one another

like high-rises

connected through

invisible elevators

and neuronal roads

And don't forget

all the cellular materials

in need of public transportation

endo and exo-

-cytosed every hour

bustling and shuffling

through the cellular

city centre

and all the lovely children

childish ribosomes

going to school

in a single file line

waiting for biological sloppiness

to be translated

on rough reticular sheets

but at recess

we get to go over to the smooth side

and enjoy the tunneled slides

on the floating jungle gym

only getting marks like A, P, or E

depending on their school district

and the salary of mom and dad

their highest earned degree

cycling until eventually transposed

becoming a teenager

a oligopeptide in growing pains

comfortable growing

more and more each year

with adding on extra chains

trove of debts

colleagues and responsibilities

the pains of adulting

contorting and conforming

until finally someone

deems us as a revered

and productive

member of cellular society

as we are translated by mRNA

and deceived by government spies

into finally breaking

our tertiary structures

for a more advanced style of living

amongst the quaternary

of macromolecular gods

its not nearly as bad as they say

each can choose

a separate profession

some elect to work in post office

making Golgi bodies proud

or maybe you study real hard

land a job at the power plant

and mitochondrially power

this developing cellular body

but I heard in passing

that the top-secret documents

are still locked in obtuse envelopes

in a room with several safety-locks

at the core of the plant

may you do your bidding

to finally get inside

the nuclear pore chair

others devote their lives

to their cellular duties

nursing and cleaning

housing and caring

for little baby ribosomes

still not educated enough

for the stars of respiration

yet we can only hear

their whiny echoes

through cytoskeletal phone lines and beams

wirelessly sending and receiving

electro-potentials of everything

but flicker from your nuclear den

lets me know my messages are received

keep them with you

forever and always

through cellular hell and back again

LINK:  https://allpoetry.com/poem/16507932-Andersons-city-celluar-hell-by-Colvet

field notes #5 (Q134-166)

field notes - post your opinions/responses/feelings to the weird wordings poised on the page here

134.  Weirdest death?

135. Weirdest birth?

136.  Are chicken fries really thin chicken nuggets?

137.  Is gunpowder a non-renewable resource?

138.  Has anyone ever commercialized a Coca Cola-based surface cleaner?  Missing out on a sector of the market?

139.  Where is the most painful part of the body to be shot?

140.  Who decided on pink for girls and blue for boys?

141.  Is humanity convergent or divergent?

142. Where did Noah’s ark make it to? Roanoke? Bermuda?

143. Does snake venom degrade?

144. Are tardigrades magical?

145. Are all families dysfunctional?

146. Is the Disarono man good at fucking?

147. Is it delivery of Diogorno?

148. Where’s the beef?

149. Where is the “where’s the beef” lady?

150.  Is capitalism sustainable?

151.  Are the skin cells on the back of everyone’s hand pyramidal?

152.  When does skin become leather?

153.  Did Epstein kill himself?

154.  Are polyps painful?

155. Is anal sex bad for your skin cells?

156. Does anyone actually use flavored condoms after their teens?

157. Why do heterosexual men prefer vaginal sex over anal? Thought tighter was better and a hole was a hole...

158. Are you special?

159.  Do Indigo children have ADHD?

160.  Who was the first to self-mutilate via cutting?

161. First tattoo ink?

162. Is jury on a lottery system or is it rigged?

163.  Longest novel?  How many pages?

164.  Who is Colvet?

165. Is agape fake?

166. Are dog shows objectively odd?

red-winged black bird - original poem

red-winged black bird

the red winged black bird

means its heart

or the color of grounding

is silent on its sleeve

always perched on branches 

staring into the pit of my soul

giving me subtle reminders 

of the need to calm down

and the irony 

of a poet

doing cardiovascular engineering

gene edited research for a living

the band of colour around your arm

like an ss soldier

as your wings flutter aimlessly

in soiled air gusts

it's sweet soft voice

becomes agitated and pitched

i know you

and thank you for following me

across the entire red line

the second i pick my head up

from the downward stare 

of my phone screen keyboard

you move out of sight

but i still hear your sweet melodies

from the opposite side of the tracks

only to reemerge on the same branch

to supervise and confirm

that i made my connecting bus

cheers buddy

ill keep cat treats in my bag

from now on

promise, it's in my diary

LINK:  https://allpoetry.com/poem/16511471-red-winged-black-bird-by-Colvet

Chron's - original poem

 

chron's

bless me

with a shortwave

indigo light form

waterfalling

over my guts

intestines

all intertwined

billowed and puffy

pulsing

in painful

wavelike

syncopations

ballooning

in Iretan smelling

atmospheric

clouds of gas

beads of sweat

dribbling

down my neck

scatological

avalanches

ceramic monsoons

with each

painful

life depleting

push

I purge

the after-meals

of yesterday

the parts of earth

I stuffed inside

and got scared

wanting to run out

evading all the platforms

and organic moving parts

getting out swiftly

violently

amateurishly

in the nightmare hours

under hot shower

steams

LINK:  https://allpoetry.com/poem/16494263-chrons-by-Colvet

field notes #4 (Q100-133)

field notes - questions, daydreams, and oddities thrown at the canvas called life not expected what forms and colors to mix and swirl into something else....don't take it too seriously

100.  Are crows messengers between the physical and spiritual realms?

101. Who killed Joseph Malik?

102.  Who performed the first rimjob?

103.  Are fingernails outdated?

104.  Can a door ever stay open forever?  Entropy?

105.  Does delta-9-THC undergo conformational changes upon binding in the brain?

106. Mullets?

107. Face tats?

108. When did poetry die and was it painful?

109.  Did Satan have BPD after being cast out of Heaven?

110.  Do baseball caps make you bald?

111.  Is a sub, a hoagie, and a grinder the same thing? Nuanced?

112.  Do bed bugs get along with other insects?

113.  What ever happened to chainmail?

114.  Are boogers hydrogels?

115. Have you ever met a clean oogle?

116. Have you ever met a drug-free oogle?

117. Do aliens watch anime?

118.  Is Hennessey overrated?

119.  What do sperm banks do with expired samples?

120.  Why are most protestors outside of abortion clinics male?

121. Do you remember the 5th of November?

122.  Who invented Sriracha Mayo?

123.  Why do Millennials like avocados so much?

124.  What is the most nutritious vegetable? Fruit?

125.  Do ghosts cry?

126. Do all Nobel gasses get you high like Xenon?

127. Do elevator musicians have friends?  Do they play live?  Record deals?

128.  Catchiest jingle ever created?

129.  Adrenochrome?

130.  What modern country was founded first?

131.  How many people have died without ever having sex?

132.  Who was the first person to consume magic mushrooms?

133. Are viruses dead, alive, or neither?  Can we all agree yet?

layers - original poem

 

layers

all the different layers of earth

tortilla nacho white

jaundiced yellow citrine

fuzzy cat pink

paired with baby blue

surrounded by besieged khaki

under a molten

mocha brown cinnamon

sugar coated crust

ill lick each layer

as each one

of my personality's

masks unrfurl

falling hard

and hardening on the floor

garbage picked

by the lower middle class

trash picking king

and collected

in his basement hole

constantly

resurfacing

every couple of months

or years

or so

LINK:  https://allpoetry.com/poem/16552756-layers-by-Colvet

Uploaded to AP on 05/28/2022 by COLVET

Esther Friesner Covers #1

10 weird and wonky Esther Friesner paperback covers for your viewing pleasure:

(in no particular order based on series or year of publication)