Bettie pulling down the fly of the
land spirit rises out of her clothes  

everyone knows a Russian doctor;
they act like bourgeois gentlemen
from the Old Country where every
body wants to be Tolstoy w/ his
memories of Crimea's smoke & fog

or a Modern Man skulking
***** ridden stone streets;

ashamed of Mayakovsky's
streams of **** running out
of the alley while he howls
to the future man to rise up

everybody knows a Russian doctor;
the wide-hipped strawberry blonde,
white lab coated anti-fascist;

Fembot prototype after years
of development; slender waist
& Asian eyes, limited speech
abilities but able to connect to
the Internet & download whole
consciousnesses from the dark
web into the polymer robot frames

Everyone knows a Russian doctor
that lives on a large boat moored in a
cold marina like a floating apartment
building w/ a second wife & kids

Bettie pulling down the fly of the
land spirit rises out of her clothes