The Mad Man

He had a way with ivory,
could bang out heaven
with small hammers and tight strings
then turn to a waitress and sing
some grand number or three,
dance around gaily with a gal or two,
return to the bar, swig a few,
tap out a tune as the curtains closed
(all the girls wrapped up like a bow),
rap-tappin’ it out on those thin keys,
those delicate keys,
like he was a mad man or somethin’.

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2 comments

  1. weekdaypoet

    Like the grips wrapped up like a bow and the thin keys — somehow “[any adjective] + key” always captures my attention, somehow. So it gets even better with “delicate” keys.

    I wasn’t so hot on the last line, but I do appreciate its contrast to the line before.

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