I learn the scales of er's, nm's and ght's
and fix the rhythm of periods and colons
fumbling do and redo crossover shift's and spaces
never mind the F keys hidden places
My good sister ten-keys by touch
like adjusting a crooked bracelet
unconsious of her skill
how the metronome clacks
tense the moments pass
I don't know what I want to say
but I studder the keys anyway
then in a disconnected moment
the music comes unbidden
to my mind a concerto fully formed
when noone's there to listen
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