You came to see me
When I was broken
And I thought that
I would die
...
My father used to make me play
"You are part of this family, Goddammit! "
He would grab me by my shoulder
Slam me into the chair
...
So I held her closely
Her music was a whisper of perfume, pervasive,
Wondrous, like shadows dancing on a wall
In time, in space, to the beat, to the scales of a piano
...
Perhaps there is a sequence
That you have not learned
And that is why
...