Dances With Pain

Too damn shy before    
to dance for observers
   
Like an unlucky moth  
alone - a light I circle  
 
Not for others happily    
stepping on me  with  
tough leather soles  
   
But for soothing pain  
shooting through    
the gaping holes  
learning to float  
my hips like a ghost  
   
beheading the stiff rapport    
between head and shoulders    
letting my arms ride the grief    
rolling through my heart    
like waves over boulders  
this way and that  
   
losing my ego  
to an open window  
free with the pain  
strings of harmony  
reorganizes me    
pulling me back    
   
This time not too shy    
for a bright new page  

Would you like to see me  
dance for you onstage?