- Erotic Poetry
- Underground novelist
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I Do Admire His Passionate Espousal
Of Describing Homoerotic Arousal.
With Imagination So Well-Endowed,
Of His Descriptive Virility, He Could Be Proud;
With A Decorative Sense And Most Agile Line,
He Produced This Prose So Very Fine.
Where Did It Spring From, This Ability,
To Delineate Passion With Such Agility?
He Died Without Seeing A Word Ever Printed
But There Were Faithful Friends Who Never Stinted
Of Their Time And Effort Typing Copies Of His Writing
I Suppose They Also Found It Exciting
To Be Part Of An Underground Samizdat Ring,
Though Detection The Most Dire Sanction Would Bring.
The KGB Were Never Far Off The Trail.
They Tapped Your Phones, They Opened Your Mail.
You Needed A Keen Sense Of Self-Preservation.
If Found Out You Might Get "Psychiatric Observation".
His Humdrum Day Job Filled His Hours
Cleaning The Locker Rooms And The Showers
At Moscow's Suvorov Military School.
(Though Some Would Think That Job Quite Cool!)
I Wonder: Did His Taste For Male Beauty
Sometimes Divert His Mind From His Duty?
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