the rain

tip tap
click clack

the soundtrack to a rainy day in portland

the piano is the song of the rain
the typewriter the song of my brain
my music has always been the rhythm,
the “wave of the mind”
the shards of ivory keys
liquid drops of dead elephants
the silent tapping of fingers
that create fluid notes that pound the ears
deafening silence of an internal struggle
a world
within
us all

 

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