shall we first wash the sheets?

california the states
mitosis the crawl
the long lean drawl of the
gentle sexy blond farmboy
verizon the best phone
network in the world
mitochondrial ooze easily
cleaned up with just a bit of bleach
of course you know a man's
reach should exceed his grasp
that was the motto of my
high-school yearbook
i was a copy editor
i was a young naive suicidal mess.
the lost continent had
barely been found
a loss for words as
the sexy naked
big-dicked farmboy
put the tip of his
penis right in my mouth
the aroma of
puerile sex the
sparks of
daggerbreath, the
height of the
pinnacle of
pink-lippy
success.

--Carl Miller Daniels (This poem appeared in Zygote in my Coffee, Issue 140, January 2013.)