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Resolving


He found his mother’s sheet music,

Frayed, outdated ‘Greatest Hits’

Dubiously notes the discount store price.

 

When faced with unfamiliar compositions

The greatest players will acknowledge

Surrender to the out of reach.

 

This player will sit, unsettled by dissonance,

Fingers poised like hairy spiders

On chipping edges of the yellowed keys.

 

He'll let this sound be reveled, for a moment,

by his children who tote peeling wooden trains.

Just as soon let them forget and play.

 

Great players trust their discount store Composer.

They'll allow the air to ring and waver

From the tension of a minor chord.

 

The player pumps the peddle. Hears protests

Vaguely sourced beneath a wooden lid.

Moments after the song became muddled:

 

Resolved.

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