Friday, October 15, 2010

mad melody.

A terrible light

To see you gnashing your round white teeth

against the uneven ivory

to see you across the long wood

with your thrashing toes

scattered across the thrumming cords

and these chords have me bound

still in the silent holding of my sanity

as if to breath now would breach the sanctity

of all that keeps us both secure

with your fingers splayed across the keys

trying them each a hundred times

against the locked doors behind your teeth

and I'll watch them light up again and again

with your pink tongue scraping a signal

in the long half light

and rejected fall on each flat note

the answers scattered in black and white

the hundred hammers at your fingers

slam their way through the thick dusk

to land heavy and bitter upon the brass

ringing bare blasts of dissonance

to scatter through the busy room

that has just the two of us in it

you are not building a thing

but tearing with your heavy handed strikes a hole

into the wall for which the door

you cannot find the key among these keys

and so perhaps the noise whill make you one

will make you whole

So you strike and strike again

battering the echoes with the sound of their own doom


So come down love from the piano

Come down, I'll carry you home


1 comment:

Unknown said...

Wow, this poem has one of the best titles. So perfectly summarises the poem. I love all the instrumental allusions as well. It conjured up an image of a slightly deranged man trying to play a really elaborate one-man-band contraption with all the keys attaching to hammers that spread out and strike a whole variety of instruments - drumkit, marimba, piano strings, steel drum, xylophone. Maybe also attached is a trumpet with a split in the mouth piece that connects to a bag pipe and a harmonica as well? Well done