Beam Me Up Scotty
upstairs
the hammers of a piano
mechanically stomp through a tune
as unwilling fingers
prod at a well-known student piece
a small scottie dog appears
wearing a tartan coat
a light hibernian them
clambers into my head
later
a young child joins me
to sit on the house stoop
I ask her if she likes clementi
the look in her eyes
warns me never to ask again
a small-scale baby grand joins us
sniffs at the little girl and growls
then runs along the sidewalk
looking for someone to play with
Copyright © Eric Ashford | Year Posted 2021
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