Saturday, June 12, 2021

pagan textbooks

latin for sexy high-school boys is license to think
about sexy gods and goddesses.
latin for sexy high-school boys is free-reign
to ogle photos of old statues of sexy near-naked
men and women nestled there along with the text
of all those difficult reverse-order latin sentences.
on long days, when the day just will not
end, sometimes sexy high-school boys who
take latin just sit there and visualize
the god Mercury in all his nakedness,
high above the clouds, illuminated
by the loving rays of the sun -- they
think of Apollo, and the chariot
being drawn across the sky
by four muscular fiery stallions,
and sometimes sexy high-school boys
who take latin find themselves
sitting there with their big smooth
hardons raging underneath their
pants; they try to think of
boring ordinary things to make
their hardons go away -- instead,
it's Mercury, Apollo, hot stallions.
Virgil wasn't supposed to
be like this (him and
his naked Aeneas frolicking
with love-sick Dido); Cicero was
supposed to be boring,
but, to sexy high-school
boys who take latin,
it looks like Cicero and
his man-servant Tiro
clearly had somethin'
going on. And so
sexy high-school boys
who take latin sit there
with their big hardons bulging underneath
their pants, rush on home, and
from underneath their tent-poled
sheets, they see Dianna pacing the
moon across the sky,
Apollo not far behind, racing her toward
the slender slit
that is the oh-so delicate pinkness of their
favorite latin horizon.

--Carl Miller Daniels (This poem appeared in Chiron Review, Issue #88, Autumn 2009.)

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