While Helicopters Circle, Sonya and Alfonso Drink in the Shower

I scrub and lather him like a salmon
until he spits
soapy water. "Pig" I smile—

Alfonso you smell no better
than this country
I throw his shoes

and glasses in the air,
take off his t-shirt and socks, and kneel.
In honor of Sasha Petrov

who was amputated, in honor of Lesha Vatkii the taken,
I dip a glass in a bath-tub,
drink dirty water.

Soaping together—that
is sacred to me. Washing
mouths together.

You can fuck
anyone—but with whom
can you sit in water?

I knew I had caught the boy—
and he knew
he had been caught. He whistles as I dry his chest & penis

"Sonya, I was a glad man with you—"