The Silent PianoA Poem by Chelsea Gifford
Do you hear the piano?
Do you hear it?
It's faint, distant, and delicate.
It's in my head and getting louder.
Bum bum bum buh da bum..
hmm hmm hmm
Tranquilizing my mind and freeing the aches.
I inhale a long, unstressed puff,
and exhale with such great elegance.
Bum bum bum buh da bum....
Absent and nonexistent, I curl up in a pile of fresh snow.
The lights vanish and the sky is black.
The music fades as it evaporates from my mind.
Bum bum bum...
My eyes slowly shut.
I am gone...
Do you fee that pain pinching your spine?
Do you feel it?
Stiff and frozen,
my body lies in the snow as hypothermia devours me.
Why am I conscious again?
Seize my pain!
Where's the piano?
Where's my smoke?
Unstable, my body violently convulses.
My mind scatters with fear and anxiety.
A metronome unable to simulate my frantic pulse.
I can't breathe.
Anxiety adopts my inner being.
Shakes, spasms , seizures!
I am all alone!
I must free myself from this pain!
The piano has become louder than ever, now!
BUM BUM BUM BUH DU BUM..
I clench my throat with both hands.
Blood pours out my ears and into the pure white snow.
I've emptied my mind.
Do you hear the piano now?
Bum bum bum buh du bum..
hmm hmm hmm..
© 2012 Chelsea Gifford
Added on April 26, 2012
Last Updated on April 26, 2012
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