Round fig8 wrong way leading with thumbs

Round

sing
in rounds
one follows the teacher
only slightly behind
sometimes higher
sometimes lower
sweetly so
measured

Fig8

sometimes I
4get
what you tell me
i need
your voice
2keep
me
going
r0und
the eight

Wrong way

all ways
wrong
ways
round
inside out
backwards
no matter
backside in
outwards
inwards
outside
way
wrong

Leading

I feel
lost without
your lead
bleeding
light
like tears
a sadness
i cannot see
but feel

With Thumbs

and said
what a good boy am I

Poem by a student, triggered by the title to a video clip of a heartwork posture I'd emailed. If anyone wants the clip email me.