Saturday, October 30, 2021

virgin

wolf boy
has one of those elongated faces;
a big sexy nose
and eyes spread wide apart
dark blue-gray irises a cold
gleaming
stare
a hot heart
wolf boy
is long and tall;
wolf boy
is boy crazy,
wolf boy REALLY wants
a boy, but hasn't had one
yet --
ever --
has a few ideas about how to
get one --
current great idea is
to head out alone at
night into
the country woods
and just wait for a sexy boy
to suddenly appear, and so there
wolf boy is,
alone in the woods,
strips off his clothes,
sits there naked growling
he's loud, too,
loud enough to arouse suspicion
loud enough to arouse interest
loud enough to get noticed
but nobody's noticed so far --
those nights
he just sits there and growls naked
drinks beer  all alone
his eyes blaze way too bright
he's a little too hungry
saliva
gathers on the tip of
his tongue and at the edges of
his lips
the wind whipping through the branches
and
tree bark clattering and crackly,
there sits the
wolf boy
naked
in the woods,
his big cock long and thick and hard as a
rock,
he jerks himself off
half a dozen times before the night
is through,
then
goes on home
quiet
& reflective
the moon
sliced apart by the
pine needles
zizzing back & forth
in the
windy
pre-dawn
sky, his lips
torn &
swollen
from the marks of his
own slick
white
slobbery
teeth

--Carl Miller Daniels (This poem appeared in Chiron Review, Issue #66, Autumn 2001.)


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