Playing invisible pianos in the dark

Playing invisible pianos in the dark

Is that all we’re doing
playing invisible pianos in the dark
listening to the crumble of chords
leaves at the end of autumn
settling onto the desire paths
smoke tracing up through our fingers
whisper of sun and fields
rising for breath into our palms
hearing the starlings dream
from inside the pianos dark
hearing the next chord in the silence
before it’s even played
even if it’s never played


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