Too close

by joetwo

All night we can dance
Hidden in our room
Our little sanctum
Cut off from the world
Isolated in the middle
Our minds free from the troubles of the world
Yet just a step out
A tiny, insignificant change in the air
Can change everything
Fill minds with panic and terror
Remove joy from hearts
Dancing no longer the preoccupation
Instead a desire to go away, go home
To contemplate what was just experienced
A brush with our own mortality

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