Pitifully Bulging with Restraint
The ancient myths refrain from giving hot
Exactness to sex swollen loves. The gate
Of Troy is breached, but Homer leaves out taut
Male flesh in ram and slam of lust in spate
Between Queen Helen’s legs. When Zeus rapes up
Inside the perfect hole of Ganymede,
The myth omits that thrusting. Just the cup
The boy presents appears. The smelly seed
That Lancelot spews into Guinevere
Is never mentioned or the lance he used
To pierce her guts. Isolde’s gap takes spear
Of Tristan, leaving royal bed abused
With banging of a bloated piece of meat.
The myths are always chastely incomplete.
~ Phillip Whidden