i stood in the studio

for the first time in a long time I stopped and stood in the studio instead of passing through on my way from brushing teeth to sleep I stood thinking i was only going to stand and feel the breath ¬†of the space upon my skin and to think about maybe one day soon But the breath turned to a breeze and before i knew a night dance had begun moving me through space folding, falling, expanding, contracting a hidden story emerging from muscles and bone relief flooded me like when on old friend you thought you would never see…