D. Harris

Rookie (June Tenth, Nineteen-Ninety-Two / Elgin, Illinois)

Shall We Dance? - Poem by D. Harris

Shall we dance?
i asked you a question
now you seem not to answer.
'shall we dance? ' i said.
I wonder
where do we live now?
in the cold of a russian Winter?
then we should dance
to warm your smile //
no,
no, I think it would take more
than a white russian
to warm your blood //
Sister - - -
Shall we dance, then?
my blood runs cold at the thought of yours;
still, i must know how pled... when
they came for you last night -
late, with the dark to hide their shame
(I think it might be that your blood shames men)
and with a hood for you
(to hide them from your smile -
dark smile
like the water Father drowned in) //
still i need to know how you pled...
guilty by your eyes
but by your hands I think
you are free //
and by your slouch I think
you will make a fine martyr -
did you know?
I think you did not -
but what should I know (?)
i am Fyodor's ass at day's end...
now i ask you again sister
Shall we dance?
no,
I think i will dance alone //
i think i will dance alone...

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 26, 2010



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