PMEA District Four Jazz

Location

15227
United States
40° 22' 33.8376" N, 79° 58' 10.6608" W

You work and it's for nothing

You try and practice over and over

Loving the keyboard like a child

Touching it like a lover

And it rejects you

 

You spend hours trying to play

Practicing for hours on hours

Ignoring your phone and computer

Tring to tickle the ivories

 

But then you audition and its blank

This piano is not yours

It was not loved by your hands or touched by your heart

It doesn't breathe with you

 

It laughs at you because it knows

You won't make this audition

You will be one chair away

All your work will be for nothing

This poem is about: 
Me

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