Michelangelo's David...
Hmm!
I call it, reverently,
The Colossus of Florence.
It never tires of standing
Proudly, unshod and unashamed,
Like a discus-throwing naked prince of Greece,
Olympian and sturdy,
A true Adonis,
Showing off his small, gentle, rested penis
Enlarged criminally by wide-eyed women
Tourists,
Voyeurs of our lecherous time, who zoom in
On it with their cell phones' cameras —modern
Weapons of mass possession.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem