a collection of poems by gay poet Gavin Dillard. Some artistic nude photos of the author.
Two of the poems:
His stubble grows (after a
youth of shaving) to
lace his balls and line
concaving walls with
prime Italian pelt; re
calling nature never
flet in barren lands my
pagan hands in
prayer embrace this
goat-god, Pan.
Yellow snow
wherever he goes,
it's all that coffee
he says, but knows
it's more than that
it's something genetic,
he's marking his trail
alchemic, hermetic,
he's writing in runes
while I collect bones
and follow behind
eating yellow snow cones.
Two of the poems:
His stubble grows (after a
youth of shaving) to
lace his balls and line
concaving walls with
prime Italian pelt; re
calling nature never
flet in barren lands my
pagan hands in
prayer embrace this
goat-god, Pan.
Yellow snow
wherever he goes,
it's all that coffee
he says, but knows
it's more than that
it's something genetic,
he's marking his trail
alchemic, hermetic,
he's writing in runes
while I collect bones
and follow behind
eating yellow snow cones.
