Slut Machine is an enticing first volume that is brave, honest and rich in eroticism, humor and growing up gay and southern in America. This book of poetry takes on a Frankensteinian quality in which ideas span from the influences of Allen Ginsberg and Madonna to eroticizing Mexican and Chinese fast food restaurants.
Shane Allison’s massive collection of erotic poems contains over 70 individual offerings. The anthology begins with poems dedicated to Allison’s birth, childhood, and family interactions. The collection continues with odes to men, sex, and fantasies. These stories vary in pace and time but can be overwhelming if read at once. The language is raw and raunchy, often very in your face with explicit lyrics which can run together when read in one sitting. Instead it’s best to dip into the collection in pieces. Read one or two at a time and bounce through the sections at random.
The material blends fantasy with reality, bathroom stall grafitti with personal ads, and experience with desire. Nothing is too taboo or off limits as Allison’s style effortlessly exposes details of the heart, mind, and groin. The personal definitions, questions, wants, and needs all lay bare in an almost never changing pattern. There is very little repetition of style, though the writing and themes often repeat. Here is where reading the collection slowly and at different times would have a greater impact than reading this in one sitting, which I regretfully did. Unfortunately when read together the collection becomes overwhelming with the graphic sex, language, and raw emotion.
Even then pieces stand out as interesting and different. The variety and skill are clear with such offerings as “When I Move Out of My Parent’s Home,” “Tongue,” “I Like You Better At Night,” “Entrapment,” and several others particularly in the third section. The poetry can be shocking but it’s never intended that way simply for show. Instead the honesty, the raw emotion that comes through is vibrant and may be uncomfortable for some readers. The needs, desires, fantasies, acts, and experiences laid bare for the reader may shock but they do so in an engaging way. You don’t want to stop reading and seeing where the author will go next.
The poems are more than just sex filled fantasies or desires for the next guy or body part. They expose hopes, dreams, unfairness, injustice, cruelty, and hypocrisy. “Be Gentle With Me” offers a keen sense of sarcasm and insight with the following words:
Women, children and countrymen, come and kick me in the balls. Countrymen married to countrywomen with country kids, Come and kick me in my balls. Get out here. Get your ass out here and kick me. Get out here and kick me in the balls. And I mean now. Right now. Get over here right fuckin’ now and kick me in the balls. Right here and now in these nuts. I will not take no for an answer.
There is sadness with a friend dying or another one sick, humor in poems to actors and no end to sexual desire and attraction. Yet the collection is also incredibly intelligent and well crafted. The author is one you want to know, whose insights compel and intrigue. Above all I found the poetry honest and interesting. I unknowingly did a disservice to the collection by reading it all at once but it’s definitely something that will grab your attention.