Moscow
For a while I was alone,
so I dated whoever’s work I was reading,
but the relationships always ended badly.
I wasn’t smart enough for Wayne,
I wasn’t caustic enough for David,
Kevin & I were doing well,
but then I met his real boyfriend,
and it turns out I’m not his type.
Sometimes I broke it off.
Jean got to be too depressing.
Fyoder was a bad provider.
After Franz, I started dating myself,
and that was nice. Of course, then I met you
and I had to stop being the man in my life.
I miss me sometimes, but we’ll always have Moscow.
~ Jason Schneiderman
Dang, I feel like I should be able to identify all the authors he mentions, but I only recognize Dostoyevsky and Kafka. Jean could be Jean Genet… Anybody else want to take a stab at identifying the others?
I know!! I felt the same way!
I have a book of Russian poetry so I may have to dig a little in that …..