Sound Shout (The Piano)


She erected her fingers
And dropped them softly
On her black and white keys
Again and again.

Slightly breathing for air
Drowning in moisten sounds
Fingers fought for freedom
Out of her hands
Tunes fought for trot
Out of her body cords
Yearning to be words
But she could not scream
Sound Shout Sound Shout
Became a melody
Again and again
Sound Shout Sound Shout
Three tears for a tune
But tunes caught her words
And soften them
Again and again
Play woman play
Only he could speak
Only he could shout
And no melody was there in his voice.