Wednesday, November 18, 2009

The Music Man

The mind flits from thought to thought
The hand cracks from overuse
The pressure of ivory on the back of the thumb - on the nail
The free-flow of creativity
As - the man's hands dance over the keys

The words run together like joggers in Central Park
Giving the listener - Not, the answer - but rather a place to start
He plays his voice into the feedback of the PA
As he plays the piano - The chords dancing between notes like -
An oboe?

He makes me smile.

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