the paragraph begins and we all remember what we can say.  the light comes on and the the victorious ones practice their jive and sit through the maze and they all combine themselves into one.  like predators they sit among us, their owlish gazes intent on our necks, they wish us harm, they wish to know how we sing, how we dance, how we connect the dots and connect our hearts.  we do now know we say.  we have no idea what makes us do.  we just do.