Dancing is a deceptive art
A lie contorted into hypnotic spell
Implying some meaning or hope of controlling
This haphazard physical shell
Artwork falls somewhere amidst the ground in the middle
Glimmers of truth somewhere deep and gestalt
With eyes that search and scrutinize blindly
The Carpenter's Tools whom the fault is with not
But then there is the written word
The abstraction birthed Gʔd in full form
A selection of symbols relying on context
Eusocial characters sent into swarm