He masturbates me under
a clean white towel
I've come for the metaphor
above the entrance
Golden Smile
And isn't this why
we fought in Vietnam
The commerce between us -
baby oil unifying skins
the opal of us shimmering
before my shot of silver later
the shower's steam thick
among locals and foreigners
satisfied with such extravagance
for so cheap
The dollar is strong
Currency of the weak
