I play the keys

you know,

I caress them,

polishing characters to & from my QWERTY,

(offset by one key always, but I have an ear)

arms rising & diving quite dramatically
 
 
 
Dah–nah–nah–NAHHH!!!

I orchestrate sentences

arrange notes

& sample sounds–

plunk

plunk

plink

snapping fingers beatnik style between composures..

wink-wink-wink

composures…

to remix,

harmonize & synthesize

the ize within.
 
 
Chewing long-handled pens

I wear black pajamas

(dba sweatpants)

and plenty of extra pencils in my do too, I forget they are there

weaving braids, harum-scarum style, on my days off…

fingers fall in agreeable waterfall

sometimes unison

> a Chord <

sometimes singular

> a Big note<

each digit

respecting the path of the digit before.

 ©Karen Robiscoe