Saturday, February 8, 2020

oligocene chastity

while wiling away the hours,
the sexy naked big-dicked teenage boy
likes to tug on his big hard sturdy dick,
and spurt big sloppy gobs of hot gooey cum.
**
also, he runs many miles alone in
the bright sunny forest.
he gets stronger and sexier
and even better looking.
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also, he likes shrimp puffs.
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now you take yer average
shrimp puff
and savor it with
the tip of your tongue.
yer teeth crunching
on it till
there's next to nothing
there -- a bit of
wet dust in your
mouth -- and
that's all.
**
doesn't seem like
the average
sexy naked big-dicked teenage boy
would be "into"
shrimp puffs.
**
but he is.
**
life's kinda like that.
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unexpected, barely
semi-logical.
**
you wish everything made
more sense than it actually
does.
**
but there he sits.
eating shrimp puffs.
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and it's not even noon.

--Carl Miller Daniels (This poem first appeared in And So On...The BareBack Anthology, September 2016.)

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