For a while
we shared a dream
of buttons, fabrics
elongated figures
frozen on platforms
we saw the inside
of memories subjective
overlocked and sewn
into costumes and masks
behind the screen conveyed
in experimental dance
we watched the shapes move
for a while
communicating
feeling the motions deep
underneath our skin
like whispers
unable to touch
for real
there were sample displays
to satisfy this need
safely
on our way out