Halle-1

 

 

TO DECENCY, OR, TO DE-SENSE SEEING

(upon Rodin’s Adam)

Lump under wait
for the human
tongue, hand-
crafted nub
in bronze sans

(pulsebeat, ore, arousal)

jouissance that

bud i lick suck
kiss pure how
decreation works
to disappear
a self unreflected

(dull, vulgar, gross)

in his striated abdomen
shielded from ridicule

(the reticulation of sin)

by the sinew
of an overwrought arm

the right is if
by accident by
incitement a riot of
saliva coats when
statuary feigns a frozen
wriggle still the bud
so wondrously unalive
& dark bronze pulls
at my premolar
fillings rubs
my frenulum linguae
raw from overuse

(hemoglobin taste, too, afterward)

curling tongue
whilst i persist
to draft enraptured
by the cold metallurgy:

how unreal these
flicks & strokes to extract
to purify kneeling
gazing up at truthbeauty
until he descends:

bulbospongious
muscle tremors
unto embarrassingly
flesh to dissolve
sublingual nitroglycerine
pills to stave angina to
melt but never swallow
gifted barbiturates

desire that arrests
the bloom of eye
amid the thick
of pouring heat

 

 

RID-
DANCE: MIS(((S)))-
(((MASS))) CULINITY: all
the men me-
tasta-
size
& breathe die-
sell c-
louds th-
rough hospital t-
u-
be-
s into o-
pen air.

(((opine, heirs)))

the trajectory (((tragic di-
rectory)))
of their vis-
cous
(((viscious visions)))
saliva is unmappable,
as are its splats,
just as the die-
cell cloud shi(((f)))ts CO2
to st-
rat-
o-
spheric heights
(((here-
tical blights)))
on the wind’s wh-
im.
rusted
tumors over-
whelm the gears
(((humors over-
come the years, n-
odd to Hippocrates &
hypocrisy)))
of these ma-
chin-
es
(((excavator
backhoe
steamroller)))
who daily th-
rust a metal-
lic grin into the mall-
eable ear-
th to shape it into a sing-
u-
lar vision, intert-
wined, r-
odes leading an-
y-
where ra-
piddly.

(((scission)))

now, their liga-
mental belts
are torn & beg surge-
ry & reco-
very’s long labors
& the joy-
nts ache unlubric-
ated, unused, rusted o-
ut & weakened w/ minute
fissures & distress & fat-
igue, nuisance
(((new since, séance)))
plants taking over
paths their metal t-
racks once con-
quered.
now, the men
can’t th-
ink where to go
for re-
spite.

(((wincing, queued)))

de-
spite i-
n-
jury by repe-
tit-
ive use, the meta-
static men k-
now the lamps
of home are a sun
(((asunder. us, under, dunder.)))
that never rises, ex-
cept to charge the skin
w/ melanoma
(((accept
cha-
grin, cha-ching)))
& even
amid their flickering
(((a-
mend this bi-
ckering)))
these men have over-
run the grid w/ t-
heir s-
urging & when
the bla(((h)))
ck-
out comes, jit-
t-
erring nigh-
t in a cold sweat
chainsmokes & pain-
ts, ever ar-
tisk-tisk, a flatline
running across h-
ours like a fabric-
ated sw-
eatshop shroud,
bought on s-
ale for half
of what
the work is
worth, less even than ba-
sick need, & nigh-
t buries their meta-
static faces like a bill-
ion irradiated moons
(((trill-
ion dul-
lard debt
ball-
o-
o(((w)))ning)))
i cannot love
in need of proph-
ylactic darkening
(((proph-
etic, dar-
kling)))

the dirt, wit-
ch is night’s own reflection,
(((sown deflection)))
answers every query,
softly & often,
no matter how vain or fool-
ish, hiding the luminary st-
ill lives, like compul-
sieve hoaders, until the w-
hole earth b-
looms carcinogenic Hepatica
nobilis absented of s-
cent or shade, amid the cross-
pol-
luna-
ted wind
(((spoilt mind)))
that nothing
remains to block.

& the end-
less f-
lapping acreages
(((ache r-
ages: a test pattern, pat-
urnal, diurnal)))
of bagged filth for-
gone & for-
gotten in putrid st-
ages of bio-
degredation.

 


Steve-HalleSteve Halle lives and writes in Normal, IL, where he is Director of the English Department’s Publications Unit at Illinois State University. He is the author of Map of the Hydrogen World and the chapbooks The Collectors and Cessation Covers. Recent publications can be found in Another Chicago Magazine, Cordite Poetry Review, Deluge, Luna Luna, smoking glue gun, and the Dirty : Dirty anthology, among others. He is the publisher of the micropress co•im•press, editor of the online poetry journal Seven Corners (7C) and the chapbook press and workshop PRESS 254, and host of the Re:Verse reading series in Bloomington-Normal, IL.