truce

at the sudden outbreak of fixation,
the hot gorgeous sexy big-dicked young man
fell for the tall slinky sloe-eyed teenage boy
with a clank, and a rattle, and a twank to the
knockers. kaboom the heart-thud sound.
thwack and mysterion phases of the
thigh stem package, a tweak to
the eyeballs, and a ratiocination
of the brainstem extravagances.
oh heck yeah,
the hot gorgeous sexy big-dicked young man
fell hard for the tall slinky sloe-eyed teenage boy,
and there was just no keeping the two of them
apart. in their sex bed, they
yeed and yawed and hummed and
pushed and prodded and yipped
and yammered. whimpers of
joy and explications of pleasure.
a slimy mess of semen, the spots
on the pillow inhaled as
though religious.
after their first few weeks together,
the hot gorgeous sexy big-dicked young man
and the tall slinky sloe-eyed teenage boy
showed no signs of slowing down.
a whirlwind over their heads.
eye shadow a phenomenon of
tufted titmice, screeching peacefully
amongst the sharp points of
the leaves of the holly,
red berries edible,
but only when perfectly
ripe.

--Carl Miller Daniels (This poem also appears in my book Saline, published by Interior Noise Press in 2014, and currently available at Amazon.)