lagomorphic medicine

the easter bunny was having pain upon swallowing, so
he erected a tent and moved in to get away from all
the stress.  however, about 7 or 8 sexy teenage
boys started hanging out in his tent, whether
he was there or not, and they liked to smoke
grass and jerk off together. sometimes
they even jerked one another off, in varied
rhythmic manipulations of each other's big hard
cum-spurting teenage man meat. even though
the easter bunny was again feeling fine --
no more problems on swallowing -- he
didn't move back home. he decided to just
live in the tent, permanently, and he accepted
the occasional presence of the 7 or 8
sexy teenage boys who hung out there from
time to time; sometimes they were
completely naked, and openly discussed
explicit sexual functionality without any apparent
embarrassment or inhibition. they enjoyed
watching the easter bunny paint all those
eggs, and, whenever, by accident, he
happened to break one, they immediately
dived right on in and consumed that egg.
they even learned the value of consuming
the shells, brittle bites, small pieces,
calcium good for what ails ya, be it
ear, nose, or throat.

--Carl Miller Daniels (This poem also appears in my book Gorilla Architecture, published by Interior Noise Press in 2011.)