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The Dance

Dance yourself into the ground

Everyone is waiting to lick the dirt off of your leather

So you can dance naked

As you really are.

Lift your head and see this city.

It hurts your eyes, I know.

Squeeze your eyelashes and your legs

Feel the plants that are right between your feet.

See them grow into your womb

And move your stick figure into poses

Let them throw you into your naked dance.

It's only a dream.

You want me to photograph you

To show the rest of them

What you want them to see.

I see something else.

Sasha Lipskaia adventures in art

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