Large Master

Large master
over the wedding, over the dances
presses me to do the right thing.

Which I thought was dancing
and craving the adoration of
the paparazzi.

No.
The Large master does not think so.
He wants my dancing to stop

right now.

So I slow down to just a move
or two.

He glares and I stop.

I’m not even really that good.
Why does he need to stop me?
He’s the Large master, not religion.
What does he care?

My moves must be getting good.