.reconstellating.

someday i'll learn to hold myself inside this feeling rip the curtains off the wall trade my clothes for linen window panes refract a glow moonlight filtering in groups of stars i used to know reconstellating reconstellating the bow of orion restrung for violins restrung for violins the way i finally show myself without concealment sends family portraits off the shelf framed glass shattering the window pane's the next to go who throws the brick in? catch the wind across my face cut to ribbons cut to ribbons colors in the wind reconstellating reconstellating into song the voice has room to grow the voice has room to grow & if i'm wrong at least we'll finally know i just want to dance i just want to dance today i'll learn to hold myself inside this feeling rip the mantel off the wall paint my toes golden winnowed pains reflect unknowns midnight circling groups of stars i’m soon to know reconstellating reconstellating the bow of orion restrung for violins restrung for violins i just want to dance i just want to dance