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@ 27.055 MHz: Ad Astra; Song For Alexei And Kolya, BoyFriends, Circa 1923
Some executions have not been accomplished:
hot rush to vengeance has slowed to a chill.
Comrade Lenin will be apoplexic
if he finds out Alexei's living still:
living in a place of no disclosure,
where Bolshevik thugs cannot, now, descend
to finish what they started. Here Alexei
is safe with Kolya, Kolya---his boyfriend.
Fifteen years old, blooming in adolescence,
beauty like theirs cannot really be put
to words. They thrive in such fresh air and sunlight:
shoeless, shirtless, with baggy pants, barefoot.
Thus comfortable, their afternoons of croquet
lead into evenings glistening with stars.
Love like they make is full of sweet perfection---
that even Marxist Theory never mars.
Theirs is the merging of two souls in pleasure,
without thoughts for the Party's flat down-dumbing;
exquisite intimacy gladly naked---
they know exactly what they will have . . . coming.
Russia has turned fierce fury on her people:
guns blazing, buildings razed, and cinders smoking.
Destruction digs grave trenches in this country.
And in the countryside Lenin is stroking
out: disappointed at insufficient bloodshed,
not near enough to avenge his brother's
death. But mass muders will be Joe Stalin's talent.
From his bloodthirst, we will transport these lovers
through Christianing then into Homonymous,
that garden city with a choicest sky---
the sun's delight by day, and sparkled evenings
beneath the stars of the Antinous.
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Original poem written by "HasTilt";
prose translation by Zeph Zuilderzee,
and versified by J-Called
