A dozen things I should be doing
But I am at the piano instead.

Rodgers and Hammerstein,
Gary Portnoy,
Roger Post,
Scott Joplin,
Johann Straus…

Paths my fingers have travelled before,
New ones they do not know.

I sing along
Or not.

A key sticks.

It doesn’t matter.

In the notes,
In the silences
In rest and beat

Between bass and treble clefs
I find the centre once again.

Dissonance

Resolved

The last note
Carries me on.