Piano Practice 

Earlier today a cousin scared the bejeesus outta me I was working on those two bars of music Buncha thirds Running in all sorts of directions 

Up  and  down 

Over  and  over 

The doors were all open, the windows all wide, every light off but A spotlight Sheets covered in pencil some recent some teenage scrawl the notes doing down into keys and my fingers 

My fingers are everything 

The SOB was standing behind me for quite a while before – Thirds running up and over – It’s a good thing I have three hands 

Wait what? 

I’d been lost in the micro the world having ceased to exist I turn 

Delayed Somewhere a cog starts to turn 

He’s hazy My eyes don’t yet believe His hairsies’ all ess and pea Messed up like mine 

Earlier today a cousin scared the bejeesus outta me
But I  sure got him good when I screamed so good!