Velvet Underground

Velvet Underground
where skin smells skin
where teeth see teeth
where ears taste ears.
And eyes feel eyes.
our senses are dazed and confused.

But that’s the way we like them.
Concentration and colour
collapse.
the mess of twilight

is ecstatic.

Laughter and screams spin around our eyes
Tongues are tied in knots of thirst.
In shiver and sweat we slur away…
Between sharp grey glimmer
and ash shadow shimmer
we switch steadfast
from saints to sinners.