Dance

Posted on January 31, 2012January 31, 2012 by fhhakansson in Poetry

Dance, my Wretched Queen.

Sing the songs of oppression

and tug the chain around my neck.

– F H Hakansson

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Eliza says:

February 1, 2012 at 10:48 am

This dance sounds dark and dangerous.
And it strangely reminds me of something I had written months ago: http://iwritewhaticannotsay.wordpress.com/2011/09/19/liberation/

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