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.