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let's go for a hike

wolfsbane the dog dregs for calm.
when the flowers bloom in springtime,
savor the situation, but not the ethics.
apart from the sanctity of human
dimensionality, there is always
the nature of precuspial pubescence,
the milk-watery dreams of
sexy naked big-dicked teenage boys,
their big smooth sturdy dicks firing
off volleys of cum like
firecrackers, but without
that much noise.
**
i was once in love with
my college roommate,
a sweet sexy member of the
college swimteam.
whenever he asked me
to go hiking with him,
my heart nearly stopped,
my dick got hard,
and
my eyes glazed "yes yes
YES!"
i didn't know i was gay
then. i'm assuming
he was straight.
he was sure beautiful,
though. the sight of
him naked in the
shower,
well,
the tip of his
dick,
so deliciously subtly
plum,
the twinkle in his
blue eyes,
the heart of the nation,
the
goal of loneliness quelchers
everywhere,
the taste of alcohol
not on his breath
and, back then,
never on mine.
**
these days, i like
alcohol quite a lot.
not that it fixes
everything.
not that that's what
i expect,
but,
hope springs eternal,
like
springtime flowers,
spewing their pollen,
as
sexy naked big-dicked teenage boys
look at photos of each other
and
spew their cum, too.
**
hip hip hurray.
the end of the world
is just a daydream
in the peatmoss
of bunnies,
nibbling their clovers,
as the sunshine turns
pretty much
everything a ghostly
shade of white.
**
nightfall. and
then,
the turtles
begin their
slow delirious fuck,
their eyes
shooting sparks
of
prehistorical
carthage, right
before the last of us
gives up his dreams.

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

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flint

the sexy naked big-dicked teenage boy is
a white boy, but he wants to be a native american boy,
hopefully a native american boy from ancient times,
because he thought it would be fun to run around
mostly naked and hunt animals and fuck like a savage.
the sexy naked big-dicked teenage boy
didn't know much at all about how native americans
really lived, but in his head he
has this image of himself,
this image of
himself wearing almost nothing at all
and he is carrying
a bow and arrow, or a spear,
running down a big savage beast of some kind
with a group of his sexy wild half-naked friends,
running down that beast, a big furry bison perhaps,
and stabbing it with spears and shooting it with arrows,
and then skinning it and cutting it apart
and bringing its butchered parts back
to the womenfolk in the village
and there would be a big feast
and lots of mostly-naked dancing
and then a night of wild rampant
fucking of the womenfolk
and lots of spurting of cum
and many many orgasms
that night to celebrate
the killing of that big hairy bison.
meanwhile,
as
the sexy naked big-dicked teenage boy
was having these thoughts,
he is standing in the middle
of the forest all alone
tugging on his big thick hard
sturdy dick, and he is about
to spurt cum
and his tiny little nipples
are tingling
and the tips of the pubic hairs
on his scrotum
are moving lightly in the warm summer breeze
and their hairy movements is causing
his scrotum to tingle with
unbelievably strong readiness
to urge his big throbbing dick right along
in spurting out a big
gooey series of blobs of
hot runny musky-scented cum
and as the sexy naked big-dicked teenage boy
tugs on his dick
and awaits the actual moment
of spurting cum
he watches a little flock of birdies,
chickadees they are,
and he wonders
how anyone
could ever
kill
an animal,
could ever kill
any animal,
all those sweet animals
in the world,
birds and beasts and giant whales in the sea
but
when the orgasm does begin and he is now spurting
his cum
and his cum is jetting out of him
in big gooey jolts of orgasmo-heat
he is a wild native american mostly-naked
boy
running down a bison
and stabbing
it
right through the
eye, his half-naked boyfriends
shouting like
savages,
their dicks
flopping up down back
and forth, under
very little
cover.

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

 Ryan McGinley

 

 

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