teental ta comes the first step, to greet sum and kiss it goodbye, assure it the cycle begins again te comes the second step, likely alone in the sound scape, a perfect quarter away from the beat to come te right foot again, are we floating now or chasing the beat te left and the cycle is half done, this time we will be strong

who am I a dancer who can’t keep attention for 4 beats, where are we going to find heritage in a mélange of cultures, what search for heritage is this but someone to choose you to love you to tell you you are loved loved loved

ah left again, we’ve entered the back half, and if it was chogun we dance here has come the beat again, to ground us and remind us our math need be right every time te right foot have you spoken as loud? Or 6th beat have you fallen soft, leaving the memory of the 4th and 3rd to leave a mark te left again and we close in on home, sum, likely a foot away, unless this tihai has left us twisted and turned, math askew. ta have we come home to you, sum? or is this a fake, a feint to remind the listener, watcher, life is a game, and nothing is what it seems.