toes and woes

the earth

will stop dancing

one day

leading to

won night

but by then

will you learn the music

that i play lightly

only for you

and the world without

ears

will you recall the steps

that it takes to take too it

will you realize it is better not

to be solo

but to sit in your soul

despite darkness wiggling

there in cores i will never

ring

will you know that sometimes

i forget the moves

still

will you continue on

without knowing

where on is

or where it goes

or where off eventually comes

with feet sloppy

and face scrunched

and feelings stoic

for you have forgotten the song

in hopes of finding the language

of birds before they fly in circles

to bring back the earth’s cycle

though who is to say

that each silence between

the next tango

is not a dance

itself

except for you

destroying the quietdom

with your tapping lips and tips