Viral illumination in hands of a
southbound citizen beside
a sky-blue, soft, paperback copy, having
opened onto early pages
an English translation. The Inferno
yesterday. Figure-shapes, occupations
obscured. Figure-shunning faces opening
the focus of energy I won’t
comprehend, in original Italian form,
the source-term “Getto”
delivered here, visually—
dark dots, white dots insert
into my evening’s paper,
tactile consistency—
tomorrow’s electric blue dregs;
Gratifying; hoisting; grifting
a dwindling poet’s relationship
with this limply prophesied,
true-political-cartoon
unreality, prone to dis-
figured and shadowed effect.