Hold Everything

I thought at the time It was something by Debussy And every day the same tune Those same troubled places DAY AFTER DAY! After a few weeks it was almost maddening The easy first twenty measures or so went swimmingly But then….. But then a modulation Difficult chord progressions The patience of the pianist was amazing Endless calm repetitions for a few weeks But then! Then for days that rush through the easy twenty measures As though the pianist could hardly wait to drive me mad Oh that relentless hammering pounding Such extreme petulance Unremitting fortissimo against those same difficult measures! At last I could stand it no longer Murderous with anger I rapped viciously on the studio door Well let me tell you….. SHE was the most ravishing………………………………..