eighty eight
keys with only
eight fingers and
two thumbs to plunk
away at what
ever i want to say
expressively or
depressively or
possably atonally
not anally retentive
that i need every
note rote
but i need
to finish this
and submit this
poem in less than
three minutes
to make my day
as i told mi Musa
a day of instrument
poetry
so i bid
thee a silent
symphony at my
fingertips
not to forget
the metronome
time clock and slow
myself
to an easy
carefree piece
in adagio