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The dreams allow for a dance
while in waking life here is no chance
desire asks for this exchange
when connection is estranged
arm in arm in fantasy
paling against reality
this is the best that life permits
when distance is normality
the desire to at last connect
bleeding over to vision’s quest
behind closed lids the dance goes on
absent venues of self’s choice
those relations pursued first hand
have been replaced by revenants
sad whispers of what should be
six feet asking for dreamt proxies.
© 2020. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved. 20200404.
The poem “Dreamt Proxies” is about the increasing number of dance related dreams I’m experiencing during the coronavirus shutdown of social dance events.
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