when taboos and stigmas dance together,
does the music made
make them more intimate
than their closeness should allow?
does one lead and the other follow
or vice verse in the ever-change?
are they ever, in listening,
hearing the same song?
to me, it seems
that taboo would always lead
and shamefully but adorably,
stigma would follow.
their every dance could be a healing process,
for stigma to find its true source.
and for taboo to find out
who are its offenders.
nevertheless when they do dance,
the self intimacy of being is present,
as the dance in all of us.
we, of course, go about this
more lighthearted
with real audible music,
a physical presence,
as if two bodies that ignite.
but deep down
much the same is secretly,
possibly very privately, happening.
the same is actually, almost unconsciously
going on,
with not a edge to catch
but certainly
many it-seams-so
to cross . . .
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