POETRY
The Holy Spirit of Life: "Memo"
by Joe Wenderoth


It is my contention that every member of the Department has, at one time or another, fantasized about sucking a dick. I reckon that some have even done it. I don't think enough is made of this. It isn't that I find the situation troubling — I do not find the situation troubling. In fact, I derive a certain serenity from it all. That is the word that comes to mind — serenity — when I think of someone sucking a dick.

You see . . . my generation, in America, grew up with pornography. We grew up looking at pictures of women—and in that rare special find, even pictures of men—sucking dicks. And there is a certain sort of dick-sucking picture—a certain genre, one might say—that has always interested me. It's the sort where the dick-sucker is looking right into the camera . . . It's portrait, but portrait with dick in mouth.

I recall I had this prissy girlfriend one time . . . and we went over to visit a friend of hers, and this friend was a heroin-addict, and had a heroin-addict room-mate. Well, this room-mate couldn't have been more than 19, and she had clearly lived a hard life; she dressed in the punk fashion and one did not get the impression she was posing. But this one day she was dressed up more in the "trust me, I am mediocre" fashion — perhaps she had had to go to a job interview or something. And my prissy girlfriend says to her: "You look nice . . . " And the young woman replies: "you should see me with a dick in my mouth."

Her comment has always stayed with me. And I have come, finally, to wonder if everyone might look better with a dick in his or her mouth. Perhaps better isn't exactly the right word—perhaps more true, or more serene . . . I don't know. Think, for instance, of that little display case by the Department door — you know, the one with little dickless portraits of all the Department members. If that case was filled instead with dick-sucking portraits, I think it would be nicer, and would more powerfully convey to students exactly who is who.

But why is that? I have been thinking long and hard. What I've come up with is this: you always, in truth, have a dick in your mouth. It is the dick of the god that opened your mouth in the first place; and why did he open it, and why does he hold it open with his dick? It is so that he may come, and he does come—he comes in your mouth. One day you will choke and die from his coming . . . but until that day, be glad of the dick in your mouth. Be glad of its erratic issue. Be glad you are not whole, and not discrete, and not in control of what comes into your mouth. And let the portraits you have taken distinguish you from the discretion at the heart of every devoted mediocrity.









ABOUT THE AUTHOR:
Joe Wenderoth grew up near Baltimore. Wesleyan University Press published his first two books of poems: Disfortune (1995), and It Is If I Speak (2000). Shortline Editions published a chapbook, The Endearment (1999, now available from Verse Press), and a novel, Letters To Wendy's, was published by Verse Press in 2000. Wenderoth is Assistant Professor of English at the University of California at Davis.

©2003 Joe Wenderoth and Nerve.com

Commentarium (22 Comments)

Jul 16 03 - 4:23pm
BJB

I once had occasion to hear a live reading of a more specific version of this piece. I must say this new, revised version postulates nicely a more universal theory that I once thought only applied to a certain Department and a certain Mediocrity.

Jul 17 03 - 3:53pm
bw

When someone literally has a dick in their mouth, their nose distorts into a rather piggish splay of nostrils; often the fellater's eyes are slightly crossed as well...not very pretty. Truman Capote wrote that nothing firms the jaw like cocksucking; perhaps lantern jaws evolve from that specific nurturing.

your philosophy regarding life and death as the presence and absence of a dick in one's mouth was wonderful.

Jul 17 03 - 4:26pm
gm

i like your piece a lot until the last paragraph, but your transition there doesn't make sense to me. the god's dick in your mouth thing seems to go against what youre arguing in the preceding paragraphs. if we always already have symboic/theological dicks in our mouths, then why do the portraits on the wall lack serenity or truth, since it the dick in the mouth that endows one with this kind of aura? i don't know, the whole poetic/philosophical flight of the last paragraph just strikes me as extraneous, tonally misplaced, and conceptually underdeveloped. also, you use the subjunctive at one point, but fail to conjugate the verb "to be" accordingly. but all in all, i like your ideas.

Jul 17 03 - 6:23pm
twa

You totally went to shit with the last paragraph.

Jul 17 03 - 8:45pm
BH

Huh? Not so great.

Jul 18 03 - 12:06pm
tm

the last paragraph doesn't fit. you should have talked more about the punk-rock junky girl.

Jul 18 03 - 5:34pm
tt

Well. The last part was kind of way off...

Sorry my poor grammar.

Jul 18 03 - 9:24pm
MK

The wonderful thing is the concretion of the abstraction. Seems like some people are missing that-- the humor of the concrete's power to dwarf the abstract. Your life, that is, actually happens, in noise and muscle, and the rest of it, whether casual or not, IS a flight of "philosophical" fancy. The revelation of this condition is the genius of the piece.

Jul 20 03 - 12:35pm
vf

check out WILHELM FREDDY - Danish surealist whose famous painting of dick in/near mouth was the shit in the day

Jul 20 03 - 1:05pm
ELM

Load of bollocks.

Jul 20 03 - 6:07pm
JT2

JOE EVERYONE LOVES DICK'S IN THERE MOUTHS AND IF THEY DON'T THEN THEY SHOULD......YOUR COUSIN JESSE"THE DICK LOVER"

Jul 21 03 - 2:17pm

Two Words - shit sandwich

Jul 21 03 - 3:30pm

the dick of god - good stuff

Jul 21 03 - 7:10pm
mb

I seriously don't remember how I got on your mailing list, but I'm glad I did. I will send something of my own along shortly.

P. S. What does god's load taste like?

Jul 22 03 - 11:53pm
MNV

Sure, I have imagined a few women I have met in bars naked, kneeling down, eyes fixed on mine as she teases, licks and sucks my cock and balls, hands massaging my buns. Explicit? Check out the sex columns in some college newpapers. One, from a UC campus, "A Five minute crash course in the art of fellatio", full of very hot advice. Three columns for women on how to give their man the best blow jobs ever, including nipple tweaking and teasing until he begs for her mouth to take him in. Another column on how to handle a huge cock, ending in a woman on top session that ends in a loud, writhing sweaty cum fest that leaves both exhausted!

Jul 22 03 - 12:30pm
brh

Joe,
Brilliant. You made me blush; gave me a hard-on. Looking forward to your next...

Jul 23 03 - 9:35pm
sjb

thanks, joe! i've wondered why i mumble so often. now that i know it's just the good lord's cock'n'balls, my mind is at rest. fun piece.
beatifically,
sjb

Jul 29 03 - 12:52pm
ajh

I think we all need more concretion and less abstraction MK.

Aug 03 03 - 1:20am
ah

hey i have a pic that would be great for this poem my email is blackballoon05@yahoo.com
trust me you'll enjoy it!!

Aug 03 03 - 4:58pm
mr

A bit melodramatic, don't you think? I would have ended it just after the line, "You should see me with a dick in my mouth." As far as I'm concerned, everything after that, you should pardon the expression, sucks.

May 04 09 - 5:15pm
paf

it sucks!

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