the age of reason

gretchen the housebuilder hired
a sexy big-dicked teenage boy,
and, one day, after work,
gretchen asked that
sexy big-dicked teenage boy
to fuck her,
and he said all right,
and
turns out he was
the best fuck of
gretchen's big entire life.
so, they went at it
day after day,
after work,
gretchen and
that sexy big-dicked teenage boy,
up in gretchen's bedroom,
in her really nice
house that she'd built
herself,
a few years ago,
when money was easy,
and life was flush.
**
gretchen the housebuilder
and the sexy big-dicked teenage boy
spent very little time together
when they weren't fucking.
and that seemed fine to
the both of them.
but then, one day,
kind of all of a sudden,
gretchen the housebuilder
realized that she
was in love
with the sexy big-dicked teenage boy,
and she asked him to move
in with her,
and he said
no. she asked
him why not, and
he said
he was kind
of tired of her,
didn't really like her body,
felt intimidated by her,
was actually thinking
about changing jobs anyway,
just wanted out,
so long,
good-bye,
see ya 'round.
**
and that was
pretty much it.
gretchen hired another
sexy big-dicked teenage boy.
things worked out pretty well
between them.
they're still together,
as a matter of fact.
**
the first sexy big-dicked teenage boy,
the one who didn't want to move in
with her,
the one who found another job,
well,
he
eats a lot of garlic these days,
and
grew a wispy blond beard.
trying to have a conversation
with him
is like
making love
to your favorite pillow,
the one you used to fuck,
back when you were very very
young.

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