Two poems



sheaths and quivers

the sexy naked big-dicked teenage boy
liked to rumage around in old books, and
look at photos of ancient statues of sexy naked men.
he wanted to see some of these statues in real life.
yes, he was eager. in fact, he practically gave off vibrations.
**
one day,
the sexy naked big-dicked teenage boy
was in his room, minding his own business,
when a statue crawled in through his open window.
the statue was one of those statues that
he'd longed to see, one of those greco-etruscan-type
sexy naked men. the statue had a few chips
off one elbow, and a ding in its knee, and
a small chip off its chin, but,
other than that, the statue was pretty much
perfect. the sexy naked big-dicked teenage boy
was relieved to see that its dick hadn't been
broken off over the years, a fate that had
befallen so many other otherwise-beautiful statues
of sexy naked men.
"i think love mit," said the statue to
the sexy naked big-dicked teenage boy.
**
the sexy naked big-dicked teenage boy
didn't quite know what the statue meant by that,
but, nonetheless, he and the statue
eagerly climbed into bed.
**
after about 8 hours of non-stop sex,
the sexy naked big-dicked teenage boy
and the beautiful dinged-up statue
lay there in bed, side by side, on their backs,
staring up at the ceiling.
"wow!" said the sexy naked big-dicked teenage boy.
"meat-packing festival," said the beautiful statue.
clearly, communication was going to be a problem,
but they were confident they could work things out.
**
in the morning, inside the museum
where the statue had been on display,
the staff is puzzled by its absence, and
alarmed, too.
not one of them
imagines that that
statue simply up and
left on its own,
in search of
love in the arms of a
sexy naked big-dicked teenage boy.
**
meanwhile, back in that boy's bedroom,
the boy and the statue
just keep going at it,
eternity seems likely,
yea, verily, perhaps
even certain.

--Carl Miller Daniels (This poem first appeared in The Commonline Journal, June 8, 2016. It also appears in my book String Bean.)


satellite nectarines

gargantua strides across the land,
big thunderous steps
trees are flattened
tour busses
totally destroyed
deer and elk scurry to get out of the way --
all this goes on
as
two sexy naked big-dicked teenage boys
play with each other's
dicks --touching, squeezing, jerking--
they've never done this before,
never touched each other like this or
in any other blatantly sexual way either --
this is their first time doing anything like this
but now,
in a cozy little basement bedroom,
the two sexy naked big-dicked teenage boys
touch each other's dicks until
they gasp and
pant and
spurt cum --
gargantua
strides across the land
eating busloads of
tourists, crushing
Walmart billboards,
tasting the vinyl siding
of unlucky houses
as
the two sexy naked big-dicked teenage boys
look at each other's now-cum-drippy
dicks and smell the
smell of
burning reptilian claw fingers
drifts like an unwashed armpit wet with
musk and sweat
gargantua's tail thrashes back and forth
up and down
the two sex naked big-dicked teenage
boys look at each other's gooey cum spots
and the television
gets suddenly quiet
gargantua thrashes his big
mighty tail
crushes another hapless
jerk who moved too slow, now
the sexy naked big-dicked teenage boys
giggle a little bit
now, just a little bit, true it's a giggle,
but nervous oh
so nervous.

--Carl Miller Daniels