Someday I'll wake into myself Take down your face From my mirror And cry some happy tears For once I'll dance stark And naked in the rain Bow down to some goddess hearts I know in truth Tell vagina tales of my demise Make Ms. Ensler proud Hold my arms open to beautiful Broken Ruthless Women Whose tales must be told I'll hold down a fort For some godbabies and long crafted friendships Maybe a bulldog named Louise Build bridges made from strength and burn some made f...